I will taunt you
So you will follow
I will caress you
'Till you are consumed
I will love you
Leaving only embers
I will die for you
Extinguishing the
Footprints of my wildfire
© 6/14/2011 Ellenelizabeth Cernek-Kashk
Aquill Relle
Ty Drescher
"Looking at the Ground Instead"
Maybe it's my eyes that are too blue -
like portholes of some sinking ship,
black holes that became whirlpools.
You don't dare to stare at the swirling debris,
shrugging off the tremors and opened void-
Darkness is a vacuum.
You are a flicker in the footprints of a wildfire.
If we kissed, you could taste his ashes.
Maybe it's my eyes that are too blue -
like portholes of some sinking ship,
black holes that became whirlpools.
You don't dare to stare at the swirling debris,
shrugging off the tremors and opened void-
Darkness is a vacuum.
You are a flicker in the footprints of a wildfire.
If we kissed, you could taste his ashes.
