Poem

[Bill]

Last night I saw two lovers
hand in hand, a midnight stroll
the wind whipped all around me
as the moonlight took it's toll
where the given and the taken
often meet to share the cold
there's a wildfire raging
in the desert of my soul

a void is created
when the dreams depart
I flee to your arms
when the trembling starts
as the livid and the lifeless
swap cruel glances as they part
there's a wildfire raging
in the darkness of my heart

the past a feeble membrane
ruptured as you stand
nursing fractured visions
you no longer command
while the pilgrim
and the prophet
ascend the stairs hand in hand
there's a wildfire raging across the barren land