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Sparks
The flint-fires flash. Bright particles disperse
To blaze a searing moment then expire.
Some meet and touch and lovingly converse
Then meld into the flame of their desire.
Sun-grifters, spending light they never owned,
They, nonetheless, conspire to better wield
That which the thrift-wound galaxies disowned
When spreading vast their cold celestial field.
Yet, when the flash subsides, they linger bold,
Braving abyssal fortune to defy
The edge of faith with fading beams of gold
Lest all life’s promises become a lie.
For what would any do when lights divine
Surrender t' them eternal will to shine.
To blaze a searing moment then expire.
Some meet and touch and lovingly converse
Then meld into the flame of their desire.
Sun-grifters, spending light they never owned,
They, nonetheless, conspire to better wield
That which the thrift-wound galaxies disowned
When spreading vast their cold celestial field.
Yet, when the flash subsides, they linger bold,
Braving abyssal fortune to defy
The edge of faith with fading beams of gold
Lest all life’s promises become a lie.
For what would any do when lights divine
Surrender t' them eternal will to shine.
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