Fiery

Fiery, I think you are
Fiery I think is your aura

I did not see much
Under the cool facade
When I first set my eyes on you

But you're dangerous,
Cold Flame

A panicked throat was I
The first time I sought
A meaningful conversation
On a shameful day indeed

Yet I dared
You liked it, Fiery One
You thought I could be
An endless source
Of Energy

Was I?
Obviously.
Am I?
I wonder!

Fuel can burn, but not on its own
It needs a spark
It needs you, Fiery One

For if you abscond
To the Shadows
Even fuel can go stale

Fuel can go stale
Fuel could rot
And get consumed
In its own stench

Once innocent,
Twice wiser

The wind and the tide
Can wipe you away, Fiery One
Like they've done
In the past

Pour in me your faith
And embrace me completely
O Fiery One

The wide wind could only
Carry us further
As could the tide
What could then stand
Between a Spark
And Boundless Energy?