The words leap from our lips and entwine in the heat around us,

gathering friction and intensity as they race headlong towards each other,

colliding into a combustion of passion;

burning flames licking eagerly at their surroundings

trying to consume it all,

everything in their path,

roping it into the fiery dance

as I am blinded

by its light and its heat

until I can no longer see what exactly it was that I first said

 

 

the way your skin heats mine,

radiating warmth on even the coldest days,

the fires that burn within you

growing larger and stronger with every day,

every touch,

and I can see them, feel them,

trying to reach out and hold me,

wrap me tightly in their grasp

until I am yours forever to have and never let go of...

 

but your tethers burn my skin,

and those sparks have fanned out of my control,

spreading throughout your entire body

from your fingers to your toes

and even to your eyes,

tainting the sweet light that I first found there

before we were a we,

casting shadows over what I knew then and what I know now,

turning that sweet bright light into dull glowing embers

that can only hint at the things you wanted,

the things I could never give you,

and the things that will only ever belong

to me, myself, and