Flaming Petals

Flaming Petals

It was that day you crawled to the bedside to whisper a lullaby

It despised my pride, but loved by my heart.

Till then, nights and days scatter and flea like a moth who was free

It grew and grew till the sun got tired to shine so vibrantly.

Cloudy days were even better to admire when you try to distinguish what has clouded and stormed in your presence with me.

Rainy days caught the attention that contributed to mayhem.

However, it burnt like a pot in an oven, heating us with a tidal wave of joy. As confusing as it is, the tidal wave is in the pot.

It celebrates the notes and letters from your steps to mine and mine to yours.

Days and weeks and years passed, steady on the boat that never tumble

It balanced the weight that carry the break and the solution to the sanity

When nights arrived, it became insane and wild.

Compare it to tamed animals now free from humanity's illusion, like as if we were new to each other’s arms

As I stand here on the boat, saving our lives, paddling our bodies to safety, scorching the winds of foolishness,

I can catch the breath you breathe upon my ear where there were words that lacked superiority and sense.

I can feel the glimpse and soft moves of your fingers to my arms, these touches similar to a cold, an unmoved corpse.

I can feel your eyelids close to mine, as if it was swaying like the tides of the morning sea.

I can feel a beat and a call for air to wish for more flame, but you kept turning the knob.

But it never stopped blazing in the forest of interventions and rivers of thoughts.

It carried on to a deep long life of developed satire, mimicking the movements of the roots underground

It deepens the feeling and heals the scar in a place where I could not even find where it is in my body.

What we are now is what we can ask and give gratitude to and in the light of days, a sense of devotion comes back.

It is here and it lies only like a forest fire, untamed and unstoppable.

You’ve finally found the type of happiness that would always set you free from the torture and pressure.

It is a simple gleam on a face from the light that the flames have given.

It is the end of abomination and a moment of liberation beyond the ashes.