Crimson Fire

my demons remembered the way you fought so hard to forgive- your crimson fire sought a life too barren to live absolute nothingness, internal resentment for all who know my secret- captured inside an hourglass with grains trying to keep it breaking bread without wine bestows unholy faith - ashes to dust- allowing pain and love to align gives way to feed off distrust for i am but a leach; a one-sided serpent, all knowing, yet knows nothing at all- mother nature attempted to reach the naked reverie flowing, adrift the power of my waterfall fearing not what lies ahead, tormented at the loss of you- i entered your threshold instead and expressed what i always do my arthritic fingers, frail- too full of ache to quill this pain; all the wonder of the fear i impale is all this soul can contain and all i can remember is this desire... i craved you in autumn's medallion delight- you ignited my crimson fire- under the harvest moonlight ________________________________ February 11, 2020