I'm watching burning flowers,
For the flames and for the symbols,
The purest colours burnt to black,
As the burning of old idols,
This place is searing my heart strings,
And burning my soul,
I can't breath from the smoke,
As my lungs are the coals,
Tears flow out like fountains,
But even they cannot douse these fumes,
That blur out all my vision,
And eventually consumes,
Walking outside the threshold,
Is like the pouring rain,
Putting out all the hatred,
That turns itself into flames,
But her look is lighter fluid,
No mothers acceptance in her eyes,
And with every word she lights the match,
Burns all things her daughter holds inside,
As venom drips from every tongue,
I feel it searing through my heart,
As the world's opinion brands its words,
And tears my skin apart,
There are few in which I find comfort,
Find a temporary breeze,
That my heart starts to cool down from,
And my spirit begins to breath,
Who's ice removes my fire,
And the steam creates our sighs,
Of syncopated heart beats,
And kills the flames behind my eyes,
My heat can melt your frozen veins,
Turning each breath into tears,
Because we are not eachother's nightmares,
Even though we know eachother's fears,
So as I breath into your presence,
Keep your promise and I'll keep mine,
Be there during the thunder,
And I'll make sure you always shine
So I'll keep watching flaming flowers,
As you play across my mind,
And cool over the worst burning,
As we lose track of time…