Fireflies

Cold ashes running through my fingers,

    Like sand in an hourglass;

Flickering burnt wood exhaling its last breath, 

    On the smothered grass.

I close my eyes… 

And remember the fierce fire that once licked the skies.

I close my eyes….

And remember the drunk embers twirling like fireflies.;

The intense blaze consuming my hungry flesh,

And incandescent titian flames

Dancing feverishly in the darkness.

The crackle of the blazing timber, 

Sounding like a hissing serpent,

Warning from the imminent danger

Of a desire too strong and impatient.

I miss the scorching heat of our passionate embrace,

I miss the softness of your touch stroking my surrendered face,

Making me feel so alive and so breathless,

Making me feel like I am a revered Greek goddess.

Each moment so rare and precious,

To be remembered and cherished.

Each moment so magical and voluptuous,

I wish they lasted forever and never ended. 

Cold ashes running through my fingers,

Like sand in an hourglass.

Tears running down my hollow cheeks,

Like heavy rain on the unquenchable grass…