Of gossamer strands
Your wings are wound
As they light a fire
Across the celestial sky.
Your body now glows of
Diamonds silver and gold
As within this earth’s fire
You prepare to burn.
Unlike you my muse
I cannot survive from
Being submersed in
Earth’s molten rage.
But you know all of my
Weakness’s and my
Deep red love for you
As I wait for you again.
So that once again you
Arise from the embers
Glowing with a life of
Beauty and of strength.
Your love and my love
Are the fires that grow
As we protect each other
From the day and night.
©ronvdm777
April 2020
©ronvdm777
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