You tenderly carve, day and night
my heart with your chisel, sharp, incisive
as if it's a block of alabaster, at your disposal
chosen to create your one true masterpiece.
I believe in you,and submit, why? I can't really tell
Isn't it true love, that transcends limits of thought?

I let you do it as I can see  it pleases you the most,
after the moment your eyes had fallen on mine first
and stood still; I saw a divine  excitement on your face.

Is it pleasure or pain?I can't answer that question
I love you, and want you to do what pleases you the most.
My muse said, "Don't let her do this, she doesn't know
it's true worth, she'll ruin it in her, enthusiasm without limits"
I said in a whisper "I've hopelessly fallen in love, for ever"

I'd be your monument of whatever, success or failure,
I feel  the forces of nature that decide what it turns out, at last
and I listen to the sound of hammer on the chisel and patiently wait.

I love the term 'wildfire'
open for interpretation.
like fire has a desire,
or will for manipulation.

fire is a FORCE
not a wild beast
you can not coerce
it will only feast

and when the food depletes
its power and life too
until ignition repeats
causing need for fiery food

this is hard to grasp
as man desires,
no, requires
control for us to last

for something to be uncontrolled
leaves the possibility
of tales to be told
of human death and misery

its laughable to think
the lighting at out tips
takes time to think
of where in life it sits

we don't control forces
we work around them.
we control being like dogs and horses
for their eyes have minds behind them.

a force is not controlled
A beast only appeased
But mess with these things old
And soon you last breath, will be breathed.

patience ignites—words
burn through defenses, desperate
scream of resistance emits, breaths
impossible to hold, tongue wild
muscles locked, shouts of
frustration ears bleeding elbows
bent, attempts to solace the
loose-cannon brain, diatribe
retaliation stubborn toes snarling
mouth, suffocating the flame—
moving on, moving on, gaze
toward the horizon, jump forward
lie down and feel the weight of that
heavy heartbeat, never letting the shoulders
sink                                                                  in.

You are still keeping heavy arms,
You did not stop explosive devastations,
The earth is clamings trials – not once,
Have troubled vital forces for whole nature,

United Nations orders been ignored,
Intrudes feeling free for invasions,
Increasing wars revising what agreed,
Incoming time inclining independence,

Indifference for all asleep,
Discourage poll possessions intentions,
Remaining backwards countrys in need,
Would left among nations in faceless,

Despite foggy announcements on stand,
Among the stars would shine the planet,
Don’t leave your children on the sand,
And face cold judgments for a wild,

Pretending for the future bright,
Its hard to watch hearts children crying,
Forgiveness doesn’t have a chance,
Missed way to all the human kind

The sun filled with a brightness, a flame so hot,
A white inferno that was all but witnessed from Mars,
This strange moment that came about in moments
As the sky filled with non-existent sparkling stars
And that night a bright one in the background,
Each day the sky a deep purple surrounded by clouds,
This quiet unending force that appears to have no sound,
What could it be? Why don't the people speak?
Either way no one else cares, nobody but me,
I'll be the only one, even when the sun "goes down."