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
