#27 – An Unburned Flame
I set fire to my world yesterday.
Tripping over myself as you walked past-
Each step- an explosion.
Despite eyes singed in the blast-
I couldn’t bear to wince.
Been burning for you ever since.
Every second in my sight,
The more my heart’s ablaze-
I’d bathe myself in gasoline,
Match struck with confidence in your gaze-
Just to be the sparkle in your eye.
My lips burn black with every sigh.
Fruitlessly called your sacred name,
But out billowed only smoke-
Pulled out this pen and paper
To write to you as I choke-
And was left with only ash.
While you disappeared in the flash.
And just as you left,
I caught the backdraft full-force.
A thousand fuels sweetly scintillating-
Naturally, you were the source.
Serving only to scald my very soul-
I am an element beyond control.
Like an incinerator bursting,
Laying awestruck as you fled,
I watched you become the sun in my sunset-
A burning fervor of Yellow. Orange. Red.
And there, alone, I was left-
Charred, smoldering and bereft.
You fell from the horizon,
And it, in turn, went black-
In futile attempts to quell me,
Following your glorious attack.
But I, sadly, was far beyond repair-
After the flash-fire that was our love affair.
Yet, the image seared into my brain,
Like frail skin beneath a cigarette.
Even without all the blisters,
You… I could never possibly forget.
Should you turn to say “Hello.”
It’s likely that I would die.
But I would’ve gladly melted-
Even if you said “Good-bye.”
~Ramblings Of A Crazy Man, #27 (An Unburned Flame)
