Spark the Fire
Sitting here alone,
staring at a cold fireplace
Half of me not home,
left an empty pillow space
Teardrop candle wax
lights the room with sadness
Kindled by mirror sobs,
reflection of an ashen image
You spark the fire
inside of me
You fan the flames hotter ...
with each heartbeat,
it burns deep
Every time you cheat on me,
my sorrow
start to smoulder glow
Then every time you lie to me,
my tears
become combustible
You spark the fire
inside my soul
Taking my mind places,
I don’t really
want to go
And the pulse pain burns watery,
scalding blink hurt in the first degree
I’m drowning daily
in a sea of liquid flammable grief
My thoughts drips fiery,
consumed by Titanic bosom misery
Each time I hear the door squeak,
after you creep
In my heart burns a hole
Then when you tip-toe quietly,
and lay next to me
I feel like a shaking volcano
My fiery thoughts
are always misty dawn set
to wet pillow explode
You spark the fire
raging
inside of me
You fan the flames hotter ...
with each heartbeat,
it burns deep
Every time you cheat on me,
my sorrow
start to smoulder glow
Then every time you lie to me,
my tears
become so combustible
You spark the fire
that burns deep inside
the heart of me
Don’t fan the flames any hotter,
or it just might make me
become ashes free
And I’d love feeling those
ember regrets
floating away
in the night breeze
Yes, I’d love seeing that
fading fire,
of weep desire,
disappearing finally
Floating far, far away
in the night breeze
Morn disappearing, finally
11-23-20
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