You are fire for my soul.
A raging inferno of bliss,
dangerous enough to scorch
everything I have come to trust is me.
On what ground will I stand when your breath blows the winds of fire across
my life?
When the timbers of my house glow
orange red.
When the path that is my life evaporates
in front of me.
Where will my heart take refuge?
Where will I bury my singed body?
excerpt from Sleeping with the Beloved
Now available on KINDLE.
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