He was the fire that destroyed forests,
She was the water that grew the trees,
They were complete opposites,
But they could only coexist,
For she created the fuel to feed his flame,
And he would clear spaces for her work to grow,
Thus this tale of love is sadly unfortunate,
For he just wanted to be with her,
But would ruin her creations,
And she wanted him to see her work,
But she couldn’t bare losing her art.
Then one day she gave herself to him,
And as they made contact,
She put out his flame,
And he turned her to vapour.
The love which drew them together,
Destroyed them forever.
Mar 26, 2018
Mar 26, 2018 at 3:44 PM UTC
He was the fire that destroyed forests,
She was the water that grew the trees,
They were complete opposites,
But they could only coexist,
For she created the fuel to feed his flame,
And he would clear spaces for her work to grow,
Thus this tale of love is sadly unfortunate,
For he just wanted to be with her,
But would ruin her creations,
And she wanted him to see her work,
But she couldn’t bare losing her art.
Then one day she gave herself to him,
And as they made contact,
She put out his flame,
And he turned her to vapour.
The love which drew them together,
Destroyed them forever.
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