Remembering the Match



When life evolves on another plateau

It does so because we chose to show

Another side of ourselves to one who

Appealed to us because we were due



To involve ourselves in a life brighter

Than the one in which we were sighted

And something appealed to us in words

- Thoughts which we had not yet heard



And so we anxiously followed it up

Tasting something wondrous in a cup

Which brimmed over with heat and taste

We were so bowled over, we did haste



To make our clear presence known

For we wanted no longer to be alone

To have our beauty under wraps hidden

Where we had been since last smitten



Camouflaging the desire raging within

Under veils which hung with hairpins

Pretending to ourself it wasn't there

Yet, knowing well, we needed to share



And then - the match was placed to fire

As we stoked it - and fueled the pyre

The embers glistened so in our eyes

We lost ourselves and said goodbye



To our previous lone existence

As our bodies became insistent

On merging together with minds

Which tolled bells of another kind



And so we showed our willingness

To be in the arms of the one blessed

Because we saw the good rage within

And as we did, our skins became thin



For we had seen quite a beauty there

A mind which had inflamed our care

And so we chose to become immersed

In a life which was totally unrehearsed



And then other things came into play

Making us forget why we came to stay

And so we backed off away from the flames

For they burned so - we were in some pain



And in the process, we chose to ignore

The yearning which'd caused us to implore

The mind of another who had great stores

Of love, affection, passion - and so very 

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Copyright Christopher Wyndham Thomas

4pm Sunday October 5th, 1997