You still try to burn me
with the fire of love

But this self-destructive
self-consuming fire is burning
out our love memories

. . . and we stand naked

Our past intentions are like
the burned out candle rope

Everything happens for a reason
and this candle rope served its
purpose

The reason of our loneliness,
our vagaries, are, the unspoken
mystery of our broken hearts

Nothing to mend but something
to live with, the infinite strength of
the eternal soul exists in every cell
of my body. Those memories can
never be stupefied. – Live and Let die -
That is the wisdom of the myriad centuries.
Momentarily stymied, indeed, but that is
the absolute knowledge of evolution.

It has always been this way . . .

Love for Life is Always the Answer.