Peeling Wax

Here is what I remember,

The open wounded sky and the way the 

Stardust gravitated towards you and the

Constellations

In your skin

Midnight lulls never took you in, and 

Mortality did not frighten you

For you died a new death everyday

Long winds brushed past but never 

Extinguished this flame

And peeling wax.

This candle burned a lifetime and this burn to

Our skin is what we crave until we 

Descend into

Ashes and no longer have to worry 

About dying.

This kind of strength,

To fervently abandon all fear is 

Why I think I craved you.