Unconditional

He drifted far past
the flame of a burning
candle, I was flushed
beyond a reasonable doubt,
In love in the moment.

He was nothing more
than a dream,
for scarlet letters
remain eternally
marked, in the eyes
of society.

Looking beyond
markings of deceit,
dancing in unison
of flavored, ivory
emotions.

Fine tuning chords
of my heart, playing me
beyond the woman
cloaked in ebony scarves.

Brushed in romance,
whisked away in ashes of
a smoldering fire,
loving the skeletal
purity of a dying spirit.