Sun hit it's lustre edged foliage
While the wind scampered,
My gaze arrested on the bliss
Diffusing in the living and non.
Cues egged me...
The sky is on fire
I only see myself in it.
Rich vermillions, ochres, and crimsons
Painted the wide canvas.
This paradisaic realism is mine.
Mine to hold in pudgy hands...
I wish upon the breeze
Carry this pleasure to him
Share what's mine in totality.
Soft whispers in mirth kiss my ears
He knows...you know he shares this.
Don't you recognize? The snicker lingers
It's the same thread you both are made from!
Do not distrust this flame that burns inside
Mutual in your hearts as a solo spark.
I nod and sigh...the kiss soaks in
Spreading a warmth never felt before.
I squint up at the winter sun
Aching to touch the flame, at a distance
Blind faith sets in again
He will , there is that assurance.
In him, in myself, in the highest.
Once before my final dance!
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