I used to burn, With fervor and ferocity Wickedly thrashing my smoldering tongue Melting away All your sordid Imperfections. With a flame so intense I would blind myself To all of your wrongs. You'd write them off As pecadilloes, And pick me fragrant flowers, Presenting a bouquet of Nervousness and lies Underneath the weary willows, Who weeped for me, Although I didn't know why. I was vibrant then, Still blistering and fierce. Burning you, and you savored it. Elated, in a lover's perdition. Exhausting my resources, Extinguishing my flame. You savored it. Until I was nothing but ash, Dancing around you with the wind.
I used to burn Uncontrollably With hunger, You fed me until I had enough. Then you left Me there, Snuffed.