The spark glows in my eyes,
I have to play with fire,
I live for the heat that warms my soul,
The hiss sounds to me like a choir,
The flame itself is no wonder,
But in my mind it's divine,
My burned flesh melts into tears,
What we share now is only time.
Apr 9, 2014
Apr 9, 2014 at 11:17 PM UTC
The spark glows in my eyes,
I have to play with fire,
I live for the heat that warms my soul,
The hiss sounds to me like a choir,
The flame itself is no wonder,
But in my mind it's divine,
My burned flesh melts into tears,
What we share now is only time.