Your eyes ignite the looming and beautiful night sky

Anger is an emotion;
a feeling that takes over.
I push it down,
saying "No, i wont let you."
But it just mocks me with it's evil laugh.

You trigger it,
you just don't know,
that you're the match that lights my fire,
and she's the cold to keep it down.

I am an mount of flesh,
holding in so many emotions,
but the ones that are the most,
are the ones you shall fear.

Because one day,
she wont keep them down,
she wont be around,
and when they day comes,
you better beware.

For, on that day,
My anger,
My Fire,
is going to ignite.

Your skin, slick with sweat,
Burns where it meets mine,
Which feels to be every piece of me.
It reminds me of the summers sun;
I lay still, afraid you'll fall away,
Your blazing fires with it.
Instead I sit and ponder;
It feels good to be under
Summers harsh heat once more.
My own flesh grows hot,
Blood rushes to give color
To my failing parlor -
I've gone pale, but you!
You've saved me from becoming weak
With your self ignited fires,
Warming me from within.
Lips fall open, tongue is held..
A thank you slips out.

Do I ever miss summers scorching sun..