People Poems · CTP-0004

24 hr Sketch: Twin Flames

Original typewriter poem by Chris the Poet

Original typewritten page for 24 hr Sketch: Twin Flames by Chris the Poet

Transcription

Two flames meet in the ni[unclear]ht-- is it flickering coyness that stops them just short of admitting that they are one, of c ombining in absolute to set the world aflame once and for all...haven't we all been waiting for it[edge cropped] The darkness knows happily as it bathes in their flame. Drawing figures and shadows on walls, if they tell us they make the very fabric of what's real we would give everything to believe them, the jealous sun could never draw such feeling, could never touch us despite how it may try. Come day, they flirt with his frustration, stretching, bending, reaching in that spiritual way that speaks breezes to trees, without words they teach more of what has been since ancient days than words could ever contain, boundless, brightening, twin flames too good to be true...