Ember

love looms amid the earthen shrine

in contrast with truth

pressing onto parchment

muted musings left in lingering

for glancing eyes would gaze in contempt

aghast at the ongoing display of decadent debauchery

never have they known such indiscretion

yet none can speak for what is known

the radiance, disarming

its cadence grows stronger

echoing into the abyss of anguish

from one, to other

bearing no consequence of relevant toll

rolling like a snowbound stone

enjoyed by the sun

all of these ancestral affectations

airs of artifice agonizing over every breath

spilled out onto the landscape like leaves

leading to disarray, in lost portrayal

sweet strands of vermilion lick like flames

framing such fragile alabaster allure

alone and aloft

soft tones of humility

exuding from hearth

set upon this heart

rekindled by kindred coalescence

windswept into one regret

and set to the serenity of solitude’s song