writing Because I miss you

[Pan the Fabulous Ferret 2,642]

The sensation of burning a numb mind

Of fire which was made to caress the curves and contours of your body

And designed to cradle you

Slowly arcing ragged paths across the skin

Creating patterns of magnificent nature, all about you

The intent of such a fire, never to be known by me

Only for you, who are bathed in the flames

That which was built for you, and best understood for you

This gliding stroke of heat, carrying your body in soft glows

 

And suddenly, you begin to disappear

As magnificent as you were, in both yourself and in the flames

All gone to my eyes which then and forever see that much less

And I remain to stare at the nothing of which you left behind

The beauty of life itself seeming all that much duller

So, with my weary eyes, I cry out in empty silence

Of such, is demanded by what my eyes tell me

 

-David Favret