feel that fire
today, the sky's skin mirrors poetry's anatomy of some souls, vested in the lights' vestments ‧ those souls could be mine and yours, blandly running to the sea, to debug a joy hid in time ‧ data of those souls support us to feel that fire, freeing the caressing range of love's overture ‧ [i might fall in love with you, but would you‽]