fire

once in a lifetime
is more than enough penance.
for life never lived.

upon wings of wind
i fly through the darkening sky.
chasing yellow suns.

through the fears and years.
through the valleys of evil.
a sliver of light.

on top of the notes
i follow the lithe dancers.
tango on fire.

the dark moon shadow
hides the specters of bright light.
forged in flames of night.

the depth of winter
as wide as soul’s icy heart.
the dark without blaze.