Fire is a sad being. If we personified fire and made it a person, we could say that Fire is lonely. 
Fire has one true love, 
Fire loves the Air. 
And if we personified the Air, we could say that it is longing.
Air cannot feel the passion that Fire has for it.
When Fire burns, it destroys the Air.
Yet the Air lives for Fire, giving its life to feel some small embrace,
to hear the delicate whispers of the burning bush.
Fire crackles, trying desperately to speak, 
to convince the Air to stay away.

"Let me wither, 
Let me flitter,
Let me love and you will dither...
Love of mine, We can not touch.
When we do, you burn away.
Love of mine, You are too much.
Let me leave, so you can stay."