Love on Fire

heart house glow-growing

Photo by Jordon Conner on Unsplash

the heaviness in my heart

tugs and pulls

sometimes i forget it’s there

like when i get a phone call or hear a funny joke

and then like cold water over my head,

BOOM!

Bottom left heart quadrant

hangs heavy

like wet laundry

l i n g e r i n g

and you’re all mixed up in the fire

the moon, the laughs, the slow heat

the room we used for the very last time

before it went up in flames

i said goodbye to you

because i desire the heat of truth

and that house was engulfed

like my heart, with the love of it all

we sat at the kitchen table only yesterday

eating toast and talking about

fire — karma — power

witchy women gather and talk

and squeal at pretty homemade bathrobes

beautiful sunroom windows

open hearts to the woods’ soul