That fire is back.
I think I understand now
what it means to die—
and be born again.
That fire is back.
Even through the ache.
Even through the nights I curled into myself
and prayed
And choked
And screamed
And got derailed from my path
But look—
Despite the pain
I’m growing wings again.
Clumsy. Tender. All hers. All mine.
We’re learning how to use them—
again,
Her and I, together.
Us.
The world…
starts to make sense again.
She—the me I lost—
She’s back.
Still warm.
Still curious.
Wiser than before.
She’s been through hell
countless times
Looked death straight in the eyes
Without a blink
But now it s time to face life
Raw.
Wide open.
All over again
That fire is back
And nothing less will define me,her,us.
It grows—
wild,
undefined,
unapologetic,
yet… refined. Superhuman. Marvelous.
A sudden rush.
A holy heart attack.
It spreads—
from the crown of my head
to the carvings in my blood,
Past lives
coursing through our thighs
like lightning.
I remember everything.
She feels.
For the first time in a long time she really feels
something.
That fire is back
and
it’s taking me with it.
Infinite possibilities.
Infinite light.
My eyes—
still very much green
Her breath—
more alive
than ever before.
Every inhale
pulls us
closer to the sun.
Every step—
a brighter flicker
in the dark.
I believe again.
I relieve again.
We’ve grieved… enough.
So hello, summer
With your leaves –
Green as our eyes
and moon shining
full and mysterious
at night
A quiet guide on our path.
Hello, storm.
Where will you take us
This time?
Hello,
Lung-filling breath.
Yes, I know, it’s been a while.
Hello, life.
The fire is back.
And she—
and I
and us
we’re
finally
alive.
GreenEyed Kisses,