sundown musings

blow me away

blazing hot
that's how my fire used to be,
aggressive, burning like hell
lits up even your shadow.

i'd produce the matches,
protect my own flame
just to show you the way—
through this dusky path.

looking back,
i used to think you're holding me—
tight, protective
like a traveler should do.
while i, your light
carefully guides you.

but it was all
an idea of mine,
now my wick
is about to run out,
and for the last time...
i'd still want you to be the one
to blow me away.

s i n | "blow me away"