Flames burn Blue

Setting fire is her thing,    
and not some juvenile fling,    
but a deep unspoken yearning,    
to watch desires burning.    
   
Within the flame's loving caress,    
a soul's purpose does coalesce,    
setting the inferno free,    
fills her spirit with glee,    
too late the warning to flee  
    
The kindling of my the soul ignites    
I soar above the flames in flite        
rising from the pyre,    
a phoenix reborn inspired,    
a souls purpose is acquired  
    
setting fire is now my passion,    
and not some momentary fashion,    
as I watch the flames embrace,    
living in a state of grace