Seven Haikus for my Wife

White Licking Flames

 

Where we’ve been; when we met.

 

High, wide, deep faulter.

For love is within, from One.

Agape, forged strong.

 

No sun. No moon. Pain –

fans the flames of your heart’s forge.

Dark flames fueled by dust.

 

The dust turns mad; A

surge of madness fuels dark flames,

rotting my heart’s flesh

 

Ignorance was light;

But the Anesthesia of

Denial – is gone.

 

Numbs our hearts no more.

Our minds race, hearts infected,

roasting on dark flames.

 

We get up, move on.

Unrequited love shadows

the aligning stars.

 

As a thief love came,

requited mind-hearts ablaze;

White flames lick ours both.

 

-theothersid3

 

 

photo credit: joncutrer Mystic flames via photopin (license)

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Thank you for visiting my site! Feel free to like, comment or subscribe to any of my content. I am a male in my mid thirties who loves to write about the mysteries of life I have encountered or think about. I was diagnosed with severe bipolar I in 2004, and I like to write about this journey to recovery in all its stages as well. Some day, I hope to tie everything together and write a couple of books related to my experiences. Thanks again for stopping by! - theothersid3

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