I am talking about fire

And the fire is me

Yearning to be

A flame wrapped around a naked heart and fiending soul

An inescapable thought 

A tethered girl 

To an eager Palm

The swagger of a sweating sword 

Raging a war 

To get to me

I will not apologize 

For craving to be desired  

Wanted like there is no seconds

To pause this 

Habit of attraction

Did fairy tales come from real stories

Or desperate wishes on frantic stars

Dropping pictures onto lusting pages

All I know

Is the palpitations in my heart

Rush then halt!

Now enters…the other part

The beings flame is dimming 

Come rush and fly to me

To consume real love 

We must be

Burning