Friday 20 November 2015

Fire

You are a wick, waiting to shine,
To be touched by a flame, to ignite
To burn souls and leave a mark
To be hope in someone's dark
To take someone's breath away
And to give someone reason to stay.
You are here and you will shine
You are even warmer than a cold night's glass of wine
You weaken knees and shake the earth
You are beautiful, for whatever it's worth
You bring life, love and mirth
You are no destruction, only a comforting hearth.
In your presence the hardest of souls will melt,
And in your embrace no negativity will be felt.
You are easy on the eyes and a cure for a cold heart.
You're the answer to many a prayer,
A solution, and for many a life, a vital part.
The fire in your veins burns every life you touch
You are powerful, and mean so much
You don't know the fire in you like I do,
You are danger and safety all wrapped in one.
You, my dear, are lava, light and warmth
My north star, my sun.

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