Burn,
as the stars move across the sky,
heading home,
and send me shivering, on this hot summer's night,
and leave me worrying and wondering,
if my four walls will ever be cured of its leak,
and stop lives from flowing out of it.
Burn,
watching you dance, eases my eyes,
and thoughts Evans ,
like water seduced by a flame.
Singing,
as i pass my hands through,
curious to know what lies between,
this transition from blue to yellow,
curious as to what you contain at your core.
And IL lay there still numb,
as you burn holes into my skin,
purifying me, cleansing me,
but IL hold on through the stings, for you lift me higher,
as you dance, as you cajole me,
into wanting to kiss your silken flow,
But feet still move back, afraid,
afraid like all else,
for we always did fear the things that shine.
And IL watch you,
enlightened and enchanted,
left free to dream in your colored voids,
left free to gain comfort in your glowing warmth,
left free to melt from being ice,
till you die, burning,
into a pool of water.
