then

then,
the night starts,
a gorgeous gem
on the fireplace
and the music shines in
and blankets just
as the snow has been doing
for many hours
a beautiful shining
light off the water is what
that seemed like
when accompanied by your
voice, and then
I realize you want me
to hold you
and it all becomes
a glorious flame and
enraged fire
that surrounds us
envelops us
devours us
as we step into it willingly

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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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