I saw sparks
When you entered my life that hot August day
They flamed up with the fireworks
That shot from my heart with its every beat
You saw thick thighs
And in some cases that’s not bad
Every woman needs curves, right?
I had too many
My personality shrunk with my body
I was no longer alive
Just a shrinking mass
Heavy weight trying to float on water
I saw a fire
When I looked at myself in the mirror
My body the smoke
But there was no flame, unless you stuck your arm in
You saw my shrinking flame
And blew on it
Because oxygen fuels fire
But we exhale carbon dioxide
Now there is nothing left to shrink
Maybe it’s for the better
