Aug 09, 2014 00:56
the very first time
i realised
all i could have ever conjur
exists.
in me there is a spark
thats struggling against the odds of
getting extinguished or fueled
in the pregnant months that followed
liberal oil flowed down into the literal heart of my spark
ignited
explosion
out of sheer need for sustinence.
water sprays attempt to put out the fiery ambush
but in senselessness i insisted it must grow
into larva then volcanoes and cannons and gunfire
it became fireworks
an unending, repetitive display of brilliance and beauty and art and excitement.
it wasn't routine it was rhythm
it wasn't ritual it was festival
but i kept fighting to keep it going as a perpetual showcase that adorn the night sky
but photographs did injustice
videos lagged
memories faded
one
just
can't
hold
on.
i'm awaiting the day
when new technology arrives
to transform you into my personal candle
my perfumed incense
when i can put you right next to my next heartbeat
and ignite you when i want to.
i love you.