Spark

her warm pure eyes
red yellow red roses
climbing consuming
rise

in time earnest fuel
my unanswered invitation
like ash on warm earth
lies

 

(Note:  I wrote "Spark" in the late 1990s, but it was never published anywhere reputable.  In 2005, I was a young lawyer in Washington, D.C. The bloggernacle was hopping back then, so naturally I posted "Spark" at Times & Seasons under a Valentine's Day post about unrequited love.)