Fire. 

She is a fire. 
Beautiful to look at. 

Warming and inviting. 

Burns you if you get too close. 
I spend many nights by the fire

Trying to fuel it. 

Trying to see

Just how high the flames will go. 
Never do I want 

The fire to be reduced to ashes. 

Never do I want to even dim it 

Never will I let it die. 
I watch the fire 

Hoping it will consume me 

I want to be on fire. 

I want to be hers. 

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