Adore

A Man and women,
What's right-
and what's left
Hot and cold,
Resting
My hands on porcelain skin

Beautiful yet tragic
How we talk without a voice.
Silence; speaks
a thousand sentences

My soul tells me still,
Not the time for building up fences
Not the time for wallowing, or defeat

There's a heart that needs saving
A fire that needs to feed

Gasping, gulping for air
Stealing my senses
These lungs can't hold in
My emotions, my pretenses

Heat a fire
Blazing, beaming
A ray of light
Something inside me sparking
Two will ignite

Love a torch
Forever burning in my soul
Catch glimpse into a lovers eyes
Brilliant mystics will unfold

Like a fire burning
Flames of curious things