love for the flame is so great,
my heart melts for him ’til the dusk of day.
The night crushes when he’s away,
It hurts, breaks ’til day’s dawn.
His beauty is great,
Wondering mind ’til he sees,
crying is all I do,
While waiting for the moment, for him to say “I’m sorry.”
Waiting for the day he wakes up,
Waiting for his flame to burn as hot as mine,
Waiting for one day I can let him go,
So he can come back to me,
Not have such a hold on me,
So I don’t smother out the flame.
About the Creator
AJ Thomas
Self proclaimed creator of literary masterpieces. Wife, mother of 3 teenagers, poet and aspiring author.
Religious Freedom Granted in 1978
What traditions are you most thankful for and why? Rupi Kaur's Gratitude Writing Prompts 1. Enormous Gratitude for the return of religious freedom for American Indians in 1978. The same year I got into recovery. That year I could smudge, go into the sweat lodge, attend full-moon ceremony, pipe ceremony, wiping of tears ceremony, and others.
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