my mouth fills with warm red wine,
the blood of gods flows, rich and deep,
dripping over my exposed heart—
it awakens shadows long asleep.
my tongue explores the swirling tastes,
a bitterness beneath the sweet.
the ridges of my soul are traced,
where sorrow and renewal meet.
a blue flame flickers, softly born,
igniting shadows deep within.
a spark of purpose, sharp as thorn,
in the herald’s fullness, new life begins.
through sting of loss, I still recall
the sweetness buried in decay.
the rotting fruit, its death a call,
fuels flames that burn my grief away.
a luscious heat now fills my core,
a fractured spirit starts to mend.
despair flows upward, feeding more,
transforming pain to hope’s bright flame.
it trickles down, I swallow whole—
this fire, alive in every cell.
a warmth ignites my aching soul;
in a sip of wine, life’s last farewell
Quantum Heart 