236. Eternal Flame
by Ridley Silverlake
How to describe her,
I do not know.
All I can tell you
Is how much I love her.
Fire, may it be so
That does not break
But moves with grace
And falls only when asleep.
When it spreads fast
And affects its surroundings,
Nothing can stop it except
The power of the master.
How I wish I could touch thee,
The flames that keep me alive.
How your flaming hair
Presents the scent of desire.
Your touch burns,
And yes it doesn't hurt.
How I long for your touch,
And yearn to touch you.
But shall I do so,
I might break.
Because you are my weakness,
And yet you keep me alive.
Let me hold you tonight
Before morning comes.
For you will shine brighter than the sun,
And I am left alone in the dark.
Such as the flames that I wield,
You are far different than they
Because you are the fmale
That keeps me moving.
You are the flame that brings me life.
You are my passion.
You are my Mikan.