Pyromaniac

Never should a spark be undermined;
You never know when it'll blaze up to sear you its
Dancing naked flames, and blow
Ashes into your blind eyes.

You never see a fire from its humble beginning.

he never said once to burn a hole through my belief;
I only felt the scorching friction of our souls
and said it hurts so good to melt away
as something ignited between us and flared up above our skin
feelings combusting in and out of our mouths-
he should have tasted the charred lips I toasted upon his fire
and whisper

"Never play with fire, my love"