The Calmness of Summer Past

I wander under pomegranate night
Star seeds strung over heavy,
To that point where hungry sea
Wants to eat all ghosts of love.

I did not find my better half
Once heart was cleaved in two,
But only twice the pain
Once thorns pump quick and spill.

Pale flames fanned by angel wings
Broken and fluttering wounded,
Infusion into pillars of smoke -
That blinded my shadow to desire.