Oh, my sweet fire, you still burn so brightly,
my heart will not hesitate to clutch you gently.
But my eyes only feel the same ever so slightly.
You flicker unwillingly with uttermost might
like a wildfire, defying and undying, endeavouring with height.
Clenching the two shields to my heart terrifyingly tight.
I'm struggling to breathe my love, you just aren't fading.
Your scent is a never-ending candle of persuading.
Refusing me the idea of even thinking of upgrading.
The tears of my eyes are doing me just fine though.
Fine enough. My heart's still at a tremendous blow.
Thinking of you, it only yearns to live in a happy glow.
A glow that will never really leave me unless you choose to go,
I can't simply allow it though. No, no, no.
My tears cannot wash away the heartful warmth you bestow.
