Igniting Lights


Black holes
spinning in bed
lurking in roads
ornamenting the sky
blossoming in hearts

Too long
Too deep
attach in flesh
infiltrate, like a whisper
a morning shiver

How long
this longing
of shining lights
will flourish in atonement?

Novia, 2014


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