while I was thinking of you

These verses are

flames meant to melt the

chalice of your heart.

In the  white night

we cross the continents,

feel but never touch.

Our secrets,  too sacred  for the light,

set the night on fire.

I am profanity in a scarlet sky,

A blasphemy of flaws to small to alter fate.

While I was  thinking of you

a fledgling fell to earth,

saved by the wind  on her

passage to life.