It seems so easy to lose yourself in a moment,
Watching the embers float up a starlit sky.
She’s all that I am thinking about.
Of when can I touch her next?

If I could toss myself within the flames,
Turn myself into the sweet sent of burning wood,
My thoughts into those glowing embers,
And let the wind carry me to her.


Poem written by Jeremy C Kester. All Rights Reserved.

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