Melt into Mist

In the silence, a heart beat

a feather-light touch

a candle-wick soul 

one spark is enough

to light me on fire 

gone up in smoke

this raging desire 

material dreams.

I find, as you kiss me

that I cease to exist 

even closer you pull me 

and I melt into mist. 

Reviews

[Jamestown]

Fantastic write! Candle wick soul, I really like the description!
Nice flow and solid message:) Thanks for sharing and b-blessed!