The Icy Flame

Amongst the smoke
in the night air,
as reality woke,
the stars were aware.

Boy met girl.
No real thought crossed minds;
No diamond; no pearl;
just a second in time.

He plays a role,
yet knows not the cast
because the toll
comes from his past.

He lives on stage.
The spotlight shines.
Performance or charade;
he knows his lines.

A second time,
he sits in the night.
He reads her rhyme.
She reads his eyes.

Hours pass.
They spend time.
Fragile as glass,
reality is crime.

The deeper they go
into each other's minds,
they begin to know
there's too many finds.

Time brings them together.
They feel the heat.
He'll die before guiding her.
He'll stand on two feet.

She is a mirror
reflecting the pain.
Together they fear
replaying a game.

Two people like one;
dangerous to sanity;
What shall become
of this mutual calamity?

Light one candle
for all of the smiles.
Don't try to bury
the tears and the trials.

The only path to take
is the unknown.
Trying to fake it
will only prolong.

September 8, 1993