Spirit

Sun-kissed and warm,
Toasted feet dug into sandy earth.
The shrinking walls fade into a blur,
Crumbling into a vision of shredded petals,
As if in a forgotten trance.

Your song breaks out of nowhere,
Like a wandering feather,
In search of an old ghost.
An act of remembering your tender stare,
With my own deprived thirst.

The solemn voice inside,
Gives way to muted words.
Unspoken, they cannot perform.
Yet they dance around the ethereal fire,
Those nameless flames igniting the netherworld.

Awaken the first stranger,
Your closest link to the unknown.
Tear open your darkest secrets,
Lay them bare at your feet,
Touch them, watch them melt away.