The silhouette of a man
Whose heart is red as a blazing fire
Gradually fades into a distant land
This love, our love, it must aspire!
I try and try to grasp his hand
But his fire blazes fiercer and higher
Wincing at the pain, I shout, "So be it, God! Let this hand be damned!"
And suddenly, he turns his gaze as I reach into the soul of this Calcifer
Who draws nearer and nearer until he clasps my hand
This is it. Our love must now transpire
And I pray it will, too, inspire ~rutheva #nofilter#nofilterneeded#blessed#autumn#もみじ#紅葉#宇治#poem