Third-Degree Burns

19 Jul

Light Up the Fire

I gaze into the heart, lowly it may be,
Thought the words be higher still.
For the heart is all the substance,
The speech an accident.
How many phrases will you speak,
Too many for me.
How much burning, burning will you feel,
Be friendly with the fire, enough for me.
Light up the fire of love inside,
And blaze the thoughts away.



I was looking for a poem on solitude, on how it serves as a companion (aka together with a bunch of good/bad/mixed thoughts), and I stumbled upon fire yet again.

Fireflies, twin flames, fascinations and code names… last 3 involved fire.

Currently, suffering but surviving third-degree burns.


La vita è bella. Believe it and live it.


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