Oceans Of Fire

So orange and beautiful.

Grazing the side of steal

Like no world over exploded

Something to dangerous to feel

Living, bathing, running through.

Like a mad child with a toy.

A secret obsession.

The hands of joy.

Can only be imagined as the touch.

Painful and wanting.

More and so much.

You long for it like a sky.

And watch it like an ocean.


You want it to burn