Love you….
there’s a phoenix rising into the sun,
a distant hope on the horizon
of a life that’s come undone.
genuine pain is a fleeting heartbeat
it flutters no more.
the sting of a butterfly’s wing
caressed by a brush of skin -
its color the beauty of ink
pressed hard into the pores of the heart.
a flame rises
from the depths of lust
fading quickly into love -
beyond measure the horizon
and beyond reaches forward
into eternity -
there is nothing as beautiful
as the site of the phoenix
rising into the sun
as it bursts into a fiery passion
concreted in the sidewalk -
caught by a penny fallen from heaven,
a distant hope on the horizon
of a life that’s come undone -
genuine pain is a fleeting heartbeat
that flutters no more….
no more…..
copyright Kristy Tallman – November 2008
