The ground trembles almost imperceptibly where he lies. Under the surface heat and pressure build. I lie down in ashes but I rise as a phoenix. Beside him I flutter and fan into glorious flame. When the desolation comes he’s there beside me.  All the world and time is swept away. Long after the burning when the ground is cold  Our bodies can be found in the dust  Clinging to one … Continue reading Our Pompeii →