you are the fire
I am the wanderer
trudging aimlessly through this forest
the sun has set
and bitter cold
leaves me seeking warmth again
amidst the darkness
something glistens
I am greeted by your glow
stuck on you,
your glinty core
transfixed on the brightness
starry-eyed,
I reach out my hand
but in return I am burned
the heat you gleam
is the kind that leaves
my insides frozen
steady-paced,
I proceed
and pray for refuge
until then,
I'll play with fire
and await the sun to rise again
