Fire

It has been beside us like a raging calm

It looks forward to being one into the light of our day 

When I fall, it sniggers with the peace of a landslide 

When you fall it cries with the joy of funeral 

The day becomes bright with the light of our existence 

The day becomes slight with the might of our fall 

Between the calm and the storms awakening 

All the fire we wanted needs a reckoning 

Shifting us from every side, the thorn’s pinprick on your own little bride

It comes and goes with a love unknown 

Finishing up on all of our lonely homes 

The fire that we wanted needs us to take it home. 

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