What is.
About fire.
That I love so much.
Is it the way the flames dance.
For they only get one chance.
Is it the way the smoke fills your lungs.
Taking my last breath.
Is it the way the smoke blinds the truth.
Leaving me with nothing to lose.
Is it the way I love to play with fire.
Pouring the gasoline feeding the flames.
Is it the way I light the match.
Theres not a catch.
Is it the way I drop the match.
Roaring the fire to life.
I always ask the same question.
What is it about fire?
That i love so much.
Sorry for late update!! I've been busy! ... not that anyone reads my poems anyway ahahaha ~hopiegrimes
YOU ARE READING
no regrets just love
Poetryis it possible to have so many mixed emotions at once? is it possible to love someone so much... and not have them love you back.
