This fire in my chest.
It burns..
It singes..
I feel as if I must burst.  
Combusting into bright flames
Burning in my own fierce passion.  
The fire in my soul spreads
The flames licking my skin
Cleansing and destroying.
My cries become songs
Screams become shouts of joy
And tears of pain become tears of absolute happiness.
My love, the Phoenix;
The everlasting bird
born again in a flash of fire
My only love and my desire.
If I should burn it's in love.
And while my Phoenix shall return
Born again from the ashes of our burning bodies,
I shall be the remains at his feet.
I shall burn so he may live again.
My death is his life
And my demise is given in love.
The burning within my heart consumes all
And I give all to the fire willingly.
My parting is a flare
Not a simple spark.
This is like my love
Fierce, painful and bigger than I can handle.
My life and love burn out in a blaze
But the embers burn on with the ashes in a haze.
I will not say do not weep
For not all tears are an evil.
Let my burning be a reminder of life
Life given by the tears of my Phoenix.
Consumed by my own passion,
I burst in flames and free my flaming soul.