Sometimes love gets cast
as a recurring revenge play

When over its limit,
there suddenly overlaps

An arrival of dead souls,
awakens a “death” trap.

An explosion of hatred
so pure and sudden
that it lights up the sky

No need to forget
to forgive or defeat ?

Remembering
how hatred consumed the child
with a wild determination 
to live.

Pretend indifference ?
fall back
into interminable silence ?

When love (as a quest to live)
careens with a thunderbolt,
its not there to be tamed —

But a pure restless freedom
flying straight out of Spain 

To free winged demon
from its love for the flame.