Four Flames, One For Each Chamber

Four flames walking around the world
ignited in my womb
burning in my heart

two young bucks
the first
quiet, protective of imaginary
goblin love
the second
rough finger tips
through skin
in search of fire buttons

two little lambs
the first
lady bug
kept under timid wings
the second
my little lamb

a chamber for each burning light
each roaming the world
outside of my ribbed protection

distance has pulled
my little lamb

my fourth chamber
is dying.

13 thoughts on “Four Flames, One For Each Chamber

  1. Oh, this is a tough poem, all so different. I am praying for the fourth chamber and the one who is pulled away. There is so much love and pain in this poem. Thank you for sharing from your heart.

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