One Spark, Two Births

. Twin

are the flames

of our love;

sharing the spark

of their birth.

Twice

is the intensity;

stand too close

and you’re likely

to burn.

Your love

is the sun’s

faithful rising.

Our love

is the dusk

as sun’s setting.

Your love

is the moon

all aglow.

Our love

is the tide’s

ebb and flow.

Your love

is the clear

blue sky.

Our love

is the storm clouds

that rise.

Your love

is the moonlight

through rain.

Our love

is the

wax and the wane.

Your love is

the first star

upon I wish.

Our love

is the light of stars

extinguished.

Your love

is the shade

of many trees.

Our love

is the dying,

withered leaves.

Your love

is the pond,

still,

reflecting.

Our love

is the stone

thrown in

and rippling.

Your love

is the quiet

while fishing.

Our love

is the noise

they are fleeing.

Your love

is the fire’s heat

that warms.

Our love

is the fire’s flame

that burns.