30 Sep


I close my eyes and you still remain like a hand on my arm:

You never leave, although you can never quite stay –

You are the flame that made a change in me.

You are the daemon man who made all my angels quite clear:

You are change that made a flame in me.

I fly high when you are near,

but higher still when you disappear.

For you only creep somewhere within,

and, as the flame, you stay…

(Hear me recite this here:)


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