the faces within the flames

in the dark i stare into the fire,
images of my past seen in flickering lights,
subtle shapes given form by imagination,
teasing glimpses of my hidden heart,
im haunted by the faces within the flames...


my muses ...


ladies of my insipiration,
the three graces and loves of my life,
one whom i hold close to my heart my beloved wife,
her light strong and burning bright warming me inside,
then one who i may never hold for i am already taken,
her fire always alluding me at the edge of my vision,
and one who i betrayed and deserted when she needed me most,
her rage consuming my soul justly so,
their faces dance within the fickle flames...


my familiar...


a reflected heart tied to mine,
my soulmate in sickness and in health,
feeling my pain and the inferno within,
eyes gazing out of the twisting tounges of fire,
her face hiding within the shifting flames...


my furies....


the souls that toment me so,
awakening my passions and my fears,
undermining my world with simple words,
inflaming my desires and my lusts,
symbols of my darkest rage,
contorted faces within the deepest flames....



i stare into the fire,
all my life passes me by,
in a confligration of the senses,
my friends my loves my muses,
seen as faces within the flames...