The Stars Around Me

The stars around me, that push me,

Are the ones who burn. Who

Breathe the flames of tongue and language

And laugh to paint skies blue.

Their firy smiles spark

And make me run and leap.

Their embers raise me blisters

While warming me to sleep.

I can only hope they shine

Until I'm here no more.

But every day I fear

I'll have what I asked for.