July 30th, 2008

He takes just enough
To lean in and stoke the flame
When we're embers afraid of a sharp puff
He rekindles us again

But now I've learned the pattern
Grown familiar with its rhythm
With barely any light in the lantern
I can still see that I'm with him

But he makes the darkness come
And he lets the flame fall cool
And cause of the little bit I see
I follow him like a fool.

-senka kovacevic