Sizzling Love

I feel so serious about you.  Its exhausting to think I can possibly summon up words to describe the overwhelming amount of feelings that invade my chest when my mind begins to calculate.

For starters, I am like fire.  I can consume. I can burn.  I can destroy. But if you handle me properly, I can construct, I can repair, I can keep you warm...I can make your life comfortable --but only if you work with me.

All depending on how you handle me.  Sometimes you neglect me. I can see myself like a burning candle sitting calmly by an open window wearing a curtain on a windy day.  Sometimes you use me for too long...you simmer your feelings and thoughts til they're well done, greeting your boundaries of taste...of flavor...

I'm afraid for us. Very afraid.  You haven't left me out in the cold on a windy night...you haven't enclosed me til my extinction...but you neglect me.  I don't want to burn only to be extinguished.  I don't want to destroy. I don't want to harm.  I don't want to kill.

I can last forever.  You will win an honorable race if you can keep me on through the circumstances and through this struggle.  You don't have to be the first, or the last.  But you have what it takes to make it in this royal race with your torch still burning all the way through. Do you want to win? Or do you want to lose? Because when you're playing with fire, there's only two options from which to choose.