Am I the sword planted
firmly in the stone...

I've always had a fascination with fire.
Even a simple strike of a match...

You are the wind rolling through my hair.
You are a fresh cup of coffee...

Are you to blame for stealing
matches from my book...

I've been stealing sneaky
lunar kisses twixt...

I taste you in the air.
Ragged breaths of bittersweet...

My castle has been reduced to rubble,
and my shiny crown melted down into...

The relativity
of each embrace and...

Just as fast as the smile
fleeting across her face...

Lost is a destination I've sailed to
unintentionally more times than I've ever...

Have we been broadcasting live
this entire time...

Chaos begs to be soothed;
just as a candle flame begs to be stoked into an...