A fire,
You lit this fire,
You lit this fire in me,
In my soul.
It was accidental,
The way it happened.
But it happened,
And I'm not sad.
Honestly,
I am kind of glad,
And slightly honored,
That it was I you chose.
My insides are burning.
But I don't want it to stop.
Not even a cold sweat in the night,
Can douse out the flame.
I am not certain,
Of what kind of fire,
Nor, do I know how to use it,
To my advantage.
You are here,
And you still have the match.
As long as you still have it,
I know the fire is worth it.
Unless it was a tease,
A mean, evil tease,
That you have put upon me
But I doubt it.
I hope the fire is here,
Here to stay,
It keeps me warm,
And hopeful for now.
You lit this fire,
You lit this fire in me,
In my soul.
It was accidental,
The way it happened.
But it happened,
And I'm not sad.
Honestly,
I am kind of glad,
And slightly honored,
That it was I you chose.
My insides are burning.
But I don't want it to stop.
Not even a cold sweat in the night,
Can douse out the flame.
I am not certain,
Of what kind of fire,
Nor, do I know how to use it,
To my advantage.
You are here,
And you still have the match.
As long as you still have it,
I know the fire is worth it.
Unless it was a tease,
A mean, evil tease,
That you have put upon me
But I doubt it.
I hope the fire is here,
Here to stay,
It keeps me warm,
And hopeful for now.
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