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Saturday, 25 May 2013

Sparkle


Sparkle


a spark extinguished before its time
obtained from a twinkle; ne'er to shine
glowing with life, preparing the womb
corner of creation; a transient tomb
embers from pulsing, passionate flame
forever now to remain unnamed
never to feel another's warmth
and all along the mother mourns
the tenderness this tinder missed
combustion created when couple kiss
illuminated from lovers' high
starting as a twinkling eye
glowing warmth from deep inside
a secret that they try to hide
that tiny spark alive at first
never 'twill receive its birth
extinguished as one would a flame
but was there really any other way?




By J. Barrett

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