• I lie in the dark
    Awaiting his burning touch
    The joyous trail of fire
    His will, the violent spark

    I fear the absence of warmth
    For the knowledge that the loss
    Is also the loss of half of my own soul
    The cold, the after effect of all-consuming desire

    I hear the warning in their voices
    Saying I will surely be burned
    But I fear not, but reach for the flames
    The most beautifully tragic of choices

    For should he choose to leave
    And in so, taking all light
    I shall never again feel such soul-deep desire
    But never regret, though my heart will surely bleed

    For I once felt that constant flame
    And in so, knew the lasting pain
    That none could bring me to these heights
    And none could bring my life such light

    In my darkness, the only light
    The constant flame blazing in his eyes
    A sure reflection of my own
    In these flames, I'm finally home.



    Dedicated to Iggy.