flames burning

Tell me, tell me where do you hide
Your echo resounds in the silence of nights
The wispy essence, heavier than led
The forces that converge to form a plane

Where do you put away your thoughts
The lingering whispers that seep away
Like a frightened vertebrate hiding in the grass
Moving stealthily, the wantom track

Why, tell me why--the incomprehensible retraction
There's so many questions, so many answers--
The morning dew scares all the fires
That nightly incend desire's wick
The flames consuming body, soul, spirit

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