Firelight

The element tends to the soul

Who tends to the whole

Of existence, a fire trickles up

The spine, the sensation divine

Even as she consumes the flesh

Seeking and searing the excess

Cauterizing each recess

'Til you're as scarred as she is

I take my marks and make them

Raze worlds and recreate them

Step lightly upon the ash

Where a million lost souls rest

She gives me warmth beneath the wounds

Where the blood pulses thoughts

Into life, and the hands, blistered and

Fresh, compose a symphony to which

Such fallen angels dance

Heat rises to the skies

Mingles with the essence of life

And falls from the eyes of the sun

As tears of pride, for the light we find

And the shadows she defines

I describe to her a tale

Long lost to children's ears

A time when gods conspired with men

Desired the flesh, begged their corporeal subjects

To betroth to them, the capacity for sensation

And in exchange offered these spirit realms

These worlds of free will

Where fires dance and warm the flesh

Long past nights where life lie still

And I whispered to the embers

Who held fast to her core

We are the children of gods and men

Of worlds where heaven touches the shore

At sunset, and promises death in these quiet moments

Just before we are reborn.