Treasure Island

John Bowyer


Huge


The time is near
your faint whisper
drifting in my ear

Rejection rage
transforms into
confection haze

Amber green eyes
are the spark
to a wild ember
dancing in the dark

I feel the heat
but can’t see
through the flame

Submitted: Saturday, March 30, 2013

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