Monday, October 5, 2009

Kindle

Sitting here in the dark looking at the embers slowly burning out...
I am happy watching the fire smolder...

Then...

The dream walker creeps in, in the dead of the night and adds kindling...
The fire roars up and consumes me...
It burns my soul, searing my heart.
I wish I had doused the fire completely...
Wish I had emptied the bucket of tears over it, killing it...

Oh, I wish I may, I wish I might, have my wish come true tonight...

Let the fire be...

Let it smolder in peace...

The dream walker only adds kindling, never stoking the fire...
He does not tend it, he walks away...
His fire is not mine to have...

The embers slowly burn waiting for the day walker.
My hero...

For him to sweep me off my feet, to stoke and tend the fire.
To make it burn with passion and love, never afraid to stand up and add a big log.
The log that burns for eternity...

The day walker will come. I have only one question.

Will I let him in?
Will I let him add kindling to the embers, slowly fanning the flames making my soul burn...
I know he will be there to protect my aching heart from those flames.
To guard my heart, with all his might...

I know HE will be my savior...
My day walker...