Single red thread
A flickering orange flame fluttering at the sound of your breath
I hold mine in, not wanting to make it dance any further, it’s already too close
Any moment now, the two will unite
And burn the only thing holding us together
And the connection will be lost forever
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Originally posted October 13, 2015
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Love can be terribly fragile and fleeting – this poem seems to be saying. On the other hand, I also see the red threads as wicks for dynamites…the love is doomed, yes, yet instead of flickering into dying flames, an explosion tears the love apart.
Beautiful and dangerous.
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I love the lenses you look through! I like hearing your interpretation because it really makes me think about how others draw meaning from my writing! Thank you for your thoughts!
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