by Sylvia Stout

on the stage of my mind
a spotlight is born to shine for you
to illuminate a truth once buried in the mire
you are set ablaze and i am set adrift
lost in your beguiling smile
our shadows will dance in the light of your fire,
burned to the ground, my ashes you’ll happily sift
and among them you’ll find my heart
charred- but still beating for you
your love notes scrawled
on my ventricle walls
i’ll wait for your next breath to be reborn
so i can rise and fall with your chest
happily nested
in the space that you’ve left