We Set the Sea on Fire.

We knew how to set the sea on fire,

so we did.

The Damage.

The damage occurred before you,

in places love ravaged my insides bloody,

with her claws and hunting knives pared

to a point that hungrily shred me to pieces,

making it  hard to remember

that I could be broken,

and somehow still feel whole.

Hope's Voice.

Hope told her story
around a warm fire
that circled a thousand moonlit skies with it's flames,
and I leaned in towards her,
transfixed
by the tender simplicity
of her voice.