23 Feb 2016 – Release

I once was young – and terrified
by Love’s first early warning signs.
It seemed to take a life to learn
to walk on coals, much less to fly.

Three-fourths asleep, and there I dreamed,
concocting insubstantial schemes
which burned away when I awoke
to fill my eyes with searing steam.

The world tells tales of sweet romance,
enticing each newborn to dance,
but who will break the mirrored glass
and so release us from our trance?