Sorry.
We can’t choose people or circumstance.
All about love is complex.
But maybe.
If it understands its limits.
If it stays true to its intent.
Then wisdom facing the end won’t be that tragic.
I refuse not to be part of your fire.
Fuel your desire,
Cast your spell, let me burn.
Brushstrokes for a clear sky.
Out of sight and worth the while
danDAman 