The Drop of Fire

A single drop of fire

Is all it took

It fell

So far

So deep

And burned

And kept burning

Burning and burning until

There was a sigh

And the smoke

Drew back

Like a curtain of vesper song

And there in the silence

Stood the penitent one

With eyes like the sea

And a voice that broke

My hardest heart

And so we turned

And had compassion

And the sand drew back from the sea

But the flames were alive with passion

And they burned with yearning for his blood

And I would have given their desire

Had I not also seen his eyes

And the depths there held

The oceans primordial

Brimming with life

And the ever deep echoes

In vast subterranean chambers

Where lone stone crumbles

Fell into abyssmal depths

And never knew the light again

And I feared to be a stone

Falling into those eyes

And the flames were held back

And their fury was great

For a flame cannot see

Into the eyes of a man

It is too hungry of a thing

It seeks only to sate it's desire

And so it leapt for at the man

The resplendid figure on the sand

And reached out for those fingers

It licked the salt from his hand

And drew back

And knew

And finally understood what was meant

When one sees the sea in a set of eyes

And begins to drown beyond belief

For those eyes were shut

Like the great curtains of Night herself

And the fire trembled

As a lone drop

Trickled from the delicate wave

Of small curling lashes

That seam of the sea

We call the strand

A single drop

Is all it took