You Were Fire
Once upon a time
How cliche is that?
But it fits with you
I read a poem you wrote
And I knew I had to meet
The dark fixated poet
And I fell so long ago
Though it seems like yesterday
We were wrapped in each others
Lustful digital arms
You stared in my dreams
It was you I wrote about
You, the darling torturer
I, the willing victim
Sometimes I remember how you burned
Seemingly just for me, what a fool
I was to think you wouldn't change
What a little girl I was
Hoping to catch you and put you in amber
Keeping that fire burning forever
As I'd hold you up in the moonlight
But you changed... And so did I
I wanted things to be set in stone
And I didn't know fire... when caught tends to burn...
May 4, 2015
May 4, 2015 at 9:40 AM UTC
You Were Fire
Once upon a time
How cliche is that?
But it fits with you
I read a poem you wrote
And I knew I had to meet
The dark fixated poet
And I fell so long ago
Though it seems like yesterday
We were wrapped in each others
Lustful digital arms
You stared in my dreams
It was you I wrote about
You, the darling torturer
I, the willing victim
Sometimes I remember how you burned
Seemingly just for me, what a fool
I was to think you wouldn't change
What a little girl I was
Hoping to catch you and put you in amber
Keeping that fire burning forever
As I'd hold you up in the moonlight
But you changed... And so did I
I wanted things to be set in stone
And I didn't know fire... when caught tends to burn...
