Flames Of Desire
By Don't build lies on ice cubes. •
Hidden nostalgia surfaces without warning
Memories of film engaged in the mind
A spark to the flame ignites in a moment
And lamented thoughts prove cruel and unkind
A word uttered in an amiable tone
Suggestive and playful; yet harmless
Fuel the flames which refuse to die out
In one word that was effectively careless
Dream that the heart was unable to burn
Then when the flames flicker slight
Stand tall, lone, and free from pain
Instead they cause one to lie burnt throught the night
Falling at the faintest quiver
But who can leave a fire
Unattended. It breeds and consumes
The natural torment that is desire
Yearning for what could have been
The flames suffocate an arsonist
Even when they are forced under control
Remain immobilized in a smoking mist
And to stay tableau in a frame
Whilst the impending heat one can not bear
If one is not killed by these severe burns
They shall suffocate from the consequential despair