Rekindle Me
I feel like the candle flame
As it's about to die...
So... cold...
I shrink in on myself,
A used wick curling up
Blackened and lifeless-
Now suspended in
A haze of my own smoke
Like hallucinations,
I suddenly recall
How it felt to be warm-
Face pressed against
The fire in your chest,
Roar of its beat in my ear;
I tapped its rhythm
On your collarbone
With one finger, delighted
At how fast, how erratically
It sputters at my closeness;
You laughed,
Because you understood...
Now I close my eyes,
And with one finger, I
Tap the rhythm of
Your heartbeat
On my collarbone-
Maybe to recall
How your fire sputtered for me
Will keep me from guttering out
Before you can return to me-
Rekindle me-
Again...
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