Fire, framed by black, black fear
Lament of the trauma years
Yet, hold hope, for truth rings clear
‘round the edges, light appears

Fire, framed by black, black fear
Lament of the trauma years
Yet, hold hope, for truth rings clear
‘round the edges, light appears
As light on eagle’s wings
You and I shone no more alone
Us, a part
Of one grand lumen
A candelabra
An abracadabra
Were we
*****
Separated particles now
Conjuring ended
Never again to sense
Green and feathery fingertips
Glow gone
Darkness in your midst
Did I reach you
You, women and girls
Ever Sunrises, Sunsets
Metaphors galore
Oxygen, I
Afire, you
Particular particulate matter, we
Your grey-green eyes, my green, green eyes
This was all that mattered
Dissipated, now
Why
Science and God refuse to explain
Cat and mouse throughout my dreams
At play, we
I don’t win
Pedigreed, you chose, not me — then you began again
The poor girl of your youth
I am
Too much proof of your roots
Together nevermore, old friend — how urban lights pollute