~Flames~

Close enough to burn,
chills ripple on my skin.
Too late to turn,
flames flare once again.

Flames low fatal blue,
hot flicker in my soul.
Flames shaped of you,
and I lose all control.

Moth living in a glass,
your sun molten fire.
Lava wings on the grass,
flames blue red desire.

Flames low searing blue,
hot flicker in my soul.
Flames shaped of you,
and I lose all I know.

Flames strip it bare,
burn flash in my soul.
Flames take what’s there,
and I lose all control.

Fire in my blood,
life flows through my veins.
Too late to turn
off this flame scorched flood,
Too late to turn
from the burning highways,
Too late now blazing blue eyes.

Flames low fatal blue,
smoke smells like you.
Chills ripple on my skin,
flames flare once again,
Flames shaped of you,
fire tastes of you.

© Jazzi Ryan Ranes