
Day 2 Inktober – “Wisp”
In her dreams, her burning desires come alive.
Tea and Prose
Day 2 Inktober – “Wisp”
In her dreams, her burning desires come alive.
She fell asleep
While the dancing flame
Of the candle
Burned all night
By her side.
There was all but snow on the ground.
Before night fall,
She gathered twigs
and barks of wood.
To kindle a fire –
Not for warmth
Not for protection.
In the chaotic flames of fire
She fed her fiery desires
To lose herself in the rising flames
Only to be born from the ashes again.