Love Aflame

i do not wish to give you
what i do not have

they are all lies and nothing
beautiful grows from the petals
of my empty words

i have only this heart
ablaze with fire

it is only this heat
this flame
that i can offer

there is no promise from its
firewood that this thing aflame shall last forever

take me as i am
and look at me with all understanding when at dawn
i turn to ash again

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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