He is Fire
Fire like mine
Fire I could have been
Fire I should have been
Woulda, Coulda, Shoulda
He didn’t waste time
He didn’t waste his fire
looking for love
in clubs
in gyms
on-line
Everywhere in-between
He didn’t waste time
He didn’t waste his fire
getting his heart broken
getting cheated on
deferring his dreams for a fantasy crafted by others
He let his fire shine and burn
I hid mine away
the only heat felt from mine was by proximity
the only light that shone from mine was in comparison to shadow
He would never be like me
His fire is not like mine
He is smart enough to not bother with things that would take away
He is smart enough to protect his fire from the water
He would never fall in love with it
He is
not me
His fire is
not mine
His fire is
Better
His fire is not as hot as mine
He can selectively burn with his
mine can only be contained by that which would try to destroy it
I don’t regret me
I don’t regret my fire
that is not the point
I want to protect
him
his fire
The way no one protected
me
my fire
© Christopher F. Brown 2018
Mar 24, 2018
Mar 24, 2018 at 9:59 PM UTC
He is Fire
Fire like mine
Fire I could have been
Fire I should have been
Woulda, Coulda, Shoulda
He didn’t waste time
He didn’t waste his fire
looking for love
in clubs
in gyms
on-line
Everywhere in-between
He didn’t waste time
He didn’t waste his fire
getting his heart broken
getting cheated on
deferring his dreams for a fantasy crafted by others
He let his fire shine and burn
I hid mine away
the only heat felt from mine was by proximity
the only light that shone from mine was in comparison to shadow
He would never be like me
His fire is not like mine
He is smart enough to not bother with things that would take away
He is smart enough to protect his fire from the water
He would never fall in love with it
He is
not me
His fire is
not mine
His fire is
Better
His fire is not as hot as mine
He can selectively burn with his
mine can only be contained by that which would try to destroy it
I don’t regret me
I don’t regret my fire
that is not the point
I want to protect
him
his fire
The way no one protected
me
my fire
© Christopher F. Brown 2018
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