A Thousand Sparks

Watch my supernova
Plunge into a woundedness
I don’t run from love
I will not shrink away
From it’s greatness
I tripped over my heart
Fell on my face
Sort of like
Nightlife meets grey hairs
Morning proves that I still rise
Sustaining innocence
Denial of my age
Offers again
Uncertainties that wait
On the last step
Tapping my foot
At the oven of life
Roasting away at what
Reveals a cherished height
Yet when I peel the husk back
I still find the flavor
Of my youth intact
Never too much tenderness
Manifestations mastered
A less grivois call
Willingness to grab ahold
Later I recall
It’s possible to fall
Again on my face
If to love hard
Is the culprit
The lights cannot be
Turned off
A muzzle at a kissing booth
Will not suffice
A hug without my arms
Dwindles the engine
On the autobahn
A long drive out
On the highway
Of my heart but what a ride
Slightly turning
I will tell all the stories
But first
We wane
Pointing past the muck
Into the charms
Of better luck
A consensual storm
Where my heart will explode
Into a thousand sparks

© GÄ