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still burning it down
We were two
floating
embers at the start
Both glowing hot for
a myriad
of colourful changes
You, with a tenure
in
risk modelling
And me, with a flare
to
pitch the dice
To the outsider, it appeared
as
a circus of The Fates
And yet somehow, here
we are
still, perfectly bound
~/~
Sparkling and alluring
Sparkling and alluring metaphors breathe a whirlwind of energy into this little study of human attraction. "To the outsider," you write, "it appeared/ as/ a circus of The Fates", but there is something very real, lasting and "glowing hot" in the delicate inferno of the union.
A dazzling dance.
In short lines, a brief span,
In short lines, a brief span, and a very conversational tone, this poem delves splendidly into a universal human condition.
Starward