Pyrotechnic

Pyrotechnic

I miss you,
the sparks we shared
still ignite in some ways;

Your smile the match.
A short fuse in the quiet mind’s
loud thoughts of regret and devotion.
The “I still need you” that escapes me
like a smoker’s hand to a lighter,
all have me in flames;
wishing to burn in your existence once more.

Yet knowing that is all up in smokes.

Light from Lita
See you soon.

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