Ignition

Ignition An abandoned ember will cease to glow. Its amber rays will fade to gray, while its Warmth is stolen by the passage of time. I was an ember extinguished, reduced To ash which had forgotten the light, Unconscious to the world which had birthed me. You were born from an everlasting flame, Your soul kept alight by the Vestal maids. The threat of darkness was your urban myth. What is burned once cannot catch fire again. I had been reduced to my final form, Fated to forever forget myself. Your touch was dawn breaking infinite night. Your gasoline love saturated my soul, Filling me to the brim with flammable Affection, so that I, too, could burn eternal.