State Of Love And Trust.... (chupiwa) wrote,
State Of Love And Trust....
chupiwa

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When friendships end...

....and with my hands under my thighs i swear an oath to be near the things i love the best.


as i rake the coals i try to re-discover what is beneath me and what i am capable of. i can love. yes. i can still love amongst the January embers for as this year draws to a close with its gaping mouth i walk amidst flames. Emotions and explosions the alchemist inside of me dreams of fire and renewal within a moment's breath of yesteryear. The tricolor tongue of crimson, gold,and amber color the night sky with the wind behind my eyes and a song nestled in my memories...

for whatever armor i had before i had to learn to let go for the taste of the days that still burn. and i have learned that a need can run so deep that the only way to end the thirst was to risk it all. With a wineglass in hand i call out into the night illuminated and sing the names of those who i admire most. Standing alongside the choir of flames for they know how i sear, they stand witness to my laughing eyes and dancing heart. For i am cut from a different cloth than others, i wear my heart in my sleeve and my courage in my throat. Through these times of troubles i know i will stay true to myself and live again burning brightly....










"I’ve said it before,
And I’ll say it again.
All fires have to burn alive.
All fires have to burn alive.

From near his heart,
He took a rib.
All fires have to burn alive to live.
From near his heart,
He took a rib.
All fires have to burn alive to live.
So it’s Teresa that I love the best."


- s. krug







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