Dying Flame II

And so it ends, my love.

My darling, for whom I once burned so intensely.

What now, when my skin hangs

like rags from my bones?

What now, when my mind's last fuel

has leaked through every crevice

of this decade-long war?

Even I, an untamed wildfire,

must one day grow tired,

with nothing left to burn.

 

But let me be witnessed,

by whomever still listens:

My God, how I burned for you.

So ardently.

How I've carved rivers on my cheeks.

How my heart erupted - again, again,

Shattering,

Then stitching itself back together

so patiently.

 

But even I, an untamed wildfire,

Can only erupt for a little while,
Rage like violent, hungry storm,
Starving to have something to break,

Before flickering out

beneath the ashes of us.

And so it ends, my love.

My darling, for whom I once burned so intensely.