Ignite, spark, ablaze
Ignite, spark, ablaze
Ignite, spark, ablaze
Ignite the glowing ember from the spaces between my ribcage,
Burn the butterflies and set me on fire
Spark the curiosity you kindled in my brain,
As it is encompassed by the thought train
Carrying a cargo of irrevocable desire
Ablaze is my heart beating rhythmically,
Synchronously each time your name comes into mind
I have always been told not to play with fire
But I left that advice behind
When I learned that it shed light and a new beginning,
Opened the doors of opportunity;
Gave warmth and safety,
Maybe, it would be easy
If fire did not ***** the tips of your fingers when you come too close;
If fire did not leave marks on your skin,
But… my patience is wearing thin
And I don’t think I can stop you –
I don’t think I want you to
So I let you engulf me in your fire once more
Until I fade into the ashes you will always ignore
Oct 25, 2017
Oct 25, 2017 at 8:47 AM UTC
Ignite, spark, ablaze
Ignite, spark, ablaze
Ignite, spark, ablaze
Ignite the glowing ember from the spaces between my ribcage,
Burn the butterflies and set me on fire
Spark the curiosity you kindled in my brain,
As it is encompassed by the thought train
Carrying a cargo of irrevocable desire
Ablaze is my heart beating rhythmically,
Synchronously each time your name comes into mind
I have always been told not to play with fire
But I left that advice behind
When I learned that it shed light and a new beginning,
Opened the doors of opportunity;
Gave warmth and safety,
Maybe, it would be easy
If fire did not ***** the tips of your fingers when you come too close;
If fire did not leave marks on your skin,
But… my patience is wearing thin
And I don’t think I can stop you –
I don’t think I want you to
So I let you engulf me in your fire once more
Until I fade into the ashes you will always ignore
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