If I could light the sky
In the darkest hours
only
To make you smile
I'd pluck a match and throw it high

Black consumed by orange for the world to see

No one else can divert my affection
I only see the flames dance across your deep ocean eyes
Love is too weak of a word to describe

The beauty of it all
Releases the ache in your soul

Equilibrium has been accomplished within the cleanse of our burnt existence