mustn't lose this

i glowed
but then i growed
and double-bent i stalked
my spark, cross continent and
more, i staged and rearranged and
left before, that brilliant thing
that dazzling flame, that burned
the heart of me, i stalked and
ate. it shone and then i showed and
we built a higher tower, raised
an effigy of what i should be, strong
and frail. adrenaline-fueled pacing
guided mountain passage, won a
marathon of roses, raced alone.
exhaustion crept, we never
slept or kept our shoulders straight
as posture taught, but oh, we played!
and finally that villain doubt, astounded
found us, rent us, light restrained, but
though it bled a migraine's savage pathway
broad, no, never more than fire damaged,
damned, my hale-spark i retain.

second wind

that place, time and utter

moment, racing, i am not

empowered, merely groan

move on for lack of option,

limping forward. grasp at air

and catch a wisp of faerie thread. a 

sliver, not enough to lift, but 

just a fraction lighter now, a

spider's breath to brace

a dromedary's frame, and step,

just one step more, a nearer 

specter to the end.

Torn by Glue

No reason to cause envy with your
Beauty, they just needn't see.
I'd hide you away forever, take such
Care of you, dear: keep you
Secret and safe and
Mine, and only for
My eyes to drink the joy of you,
My arms to hold and my shoulder to lean
And weep, if you need. The world is cold, and
I am warmth to hold you tight. You'll
Never want to venture, never
Sing but to me. And I will bring
The world to you will give you all you dream, all
Imaginary things, or real. And none can ever
Call you out, or drain your doubt, or
Drown your resonating spark,
but me.