Flickering Flames




Flames flicker in the heavy breeze from the open window,

as raindrops spit against the glass –

falling, rhythmic, keeping time.

Wet spatters slide.

Tears fall, like rivulets filling the ocean of my heart.

Flames sputter, stutter, go out.

Love and longing searching for a remedy.

Air so heavy you cannot breathe

gasping, panting, breathless –

The steady beating of a shattered heart.

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