Ember
She offered me a peach
I looked at the Stars instead
The winking of A thousand suns
Wrote verse inside my head.
She lifted a burning ember
As tribute to her face
Her searching smile
Of knowing thoughts
She claimed with nothing
Said.
Then folded gently like
the hidden memory
of her smile,
Her parted lips
in silence
said more than
spoken breath.
Words and photo by Tommy Carroll
