The Words I Burn With

What words could bear the entirety of my being and tempt me over the edge, into the very heart of a maelstrom with naught in mind but my destruction?  Those be the words I burn with, etched into my heart as a graven image unto stone, the history of my lonely world culminating in an end which only dying stars could hope to compare, seeding a Universe of plenty and void, and kissing the thought softly as would the mother kiss the babe.  It is a longing to which I was born, that which razed my passions and ignited their flames as God spoke light into the darkness; truly, but is it not the truth we seek?  Be damned, will I, unto the earth with a knee bended and a head lowered, begging Heaven for the first, see me to that which most completes me, that wherein I see a reflection of Self in joyous tears!  What words could bear the entirety of my being and tempt me into the sky, ever toward the Sun though my wings be fixed to my back with the waste of bees and their kind?  These are the words I burn with, etched into my heart as the life of a man into history; that I love you.

Reviews

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

Definitely magnificent writing...........if I did not know better I would think I was reading from an ancient manuscript but words written in a contemporary language.......awesome

[Robin]

words that are burning brightly , truly - magnificent writing

[Ed Hart]

strong, very strong

[Lilly Negoi]

is this part of something bigger? 'cause it sure does sound so :)...anyway, welcome back :) (they should invent a "like" button here too...)