Sparks

For Poetry in Motion word prompt, 7 June 2015 – 13 June 2015

~ “Sparks” ~

Filaments of fire ziplining through a mind unsettled and a body restless
Melancholy, bittersweet, this flame between us caught and cradled
A fiery passion sparked in a touch, causing tremors in the blades of my spine
Like fulgurite, the lightning strike, my back arched and held taut
I can’t tell if this is the last of a flame caught in Arctic air
Or the first flame, cast from a volcano a thousand years ago
I wonder if you truly are as beautiful as I believe
Should we ever meet again on your side of blue satin sheets
Falling asleep to the sound of my heart to your heartbeat

The true rhythm of rhyme…

An echo under my fingertips and kisses pressed to your chest
I’ll find that man again in your eyes
Hold my stare and I’ll understand
Let me love you for all that you are, the Polaris in my universe, fallen from the sky
The rushing thrum in the veins of this tremulous world
This love that ordinary life tried to burn away
Rises from the ground, steady and alive
Sparked

~ kei
7 June 2015

#poetryinmotion

Embody All

One with the elements
That is the goal
Body, mind
Spirit and soul

Burning, I whisper and cry out your name
Enticed by the false St. Elmo’s flame

Thirsting, just a sip to assuage
But water like your kiss is just a mirage

Craving, to hear your words so tender
Catching only the whisper of a summer zephyr

Aching, to this Promethean rock I’m bound
Until my body returns to the ground

One with the elements
Earth, wind, water, fire
One with you, my twin flame
Is all that I desire

~ kei
13 May 2015

©The Four Elements by xibira d4yjiir

©The Four Elements by xibira d4yjiir

Burn Baby Burn

How many degrees to burn you out of the heart of me?

Seven Hundred sixty degrees? Nine hundred eighty?

Charred hopes, drifting embers of dreams…

And when your bones split and turned to ashes

Crumbling onto white unforgiving ceramic

Did what was contained within fly free?

Released for all Eternity…

For last night in fevered dreams the North wind howled

A familiar wolf song it seemed

Stealing in through the cracks of my consciousness

A swirl of stardust, your precious essence

Whispering “I love you”

A cherished spark landing

Upon smouldering tinder

Inside the soul of me…

~ kei

20 February 2015