Fires of Imagination

look deep into the flames and they will tell you where to go.

Torn within circuits of fiery energy
Surging through swollen veins
With the ecstasy of tomorrows breath.

And all I see is you.

 I long for the feeling of hot skin
Pressed against the cold underbelly of fire’s imagination,
And the cold icy touch of mother earth’s decay.

And all I see is you.

As I shiver in the darkness
Of eternity’s everlasting black fate,
Overwhelmed with soft kisses and delicate whispers.

And all I see is you.

And all I see is you.