Candelabrum: infinite branches

 one candelabrum: my infinitum burning

infinitum continuum of mine

my candelabrum: infinite branches burning

branches of wood and flesh and candles

burning while time departs 

sailing abroad

bare chest

all candelabra : our infinita burning

infinita continua of ours

our candelabra: infinite branches burning

intertwining flames while wood and flesh

flourish bare chests 

our forest of forests

while time approaches

warming the groundwater of love

recovering awareness of many arts

like drinking fire

infinitum candelabrum infinita candelabra

my candelabrum our candelabra

game of flames branching time

in indefinitum

as though the Possibles were all exploding

candelabrum candelabra

drink these oils of saliva

 speechless saliva 

flowing from the secrecy boiling 

orange tree sap calling your name of juice

sugar and acid and extreme vertigo

candelabrum candelabra

the beginnings renew every instant while

language springs and falls and chases warm blood

candelabrum candelabra

my skin of wood and flesh and extreme vertigo

one's skin branching while burning against other's skin 

dust skin covers the eyes of the blind prophetess

and still the song pursues the first Sophia

candelabrum candelabra

the infinite branches are more entangled than our silence

the burning song stirs the most naked

inflammable   

depths