The question to ask is what we all fear,
Love and open-ess,
Weakness and Vulnerablity,
Those things keep us from asking the question,
But givng up your strong exterior lets you be free,
To show your burning heart,
The Fire piercing,
Blinding to those who hide,
Confusing to those who live in a land apart,
Though they look they will never find it,
The question at the tip of their tongues,
Racking their brains comprehending,
My Love burns with in me but they do not care,
Because the fire is not theirs,
In the whole wide world lives an expanse of fires,
Unique in a way,
Unique because they have that one counterpart,
A fire that burns and breathes as it does,

That which burns within me also burns with in another and so I live to find that fire so that We may grow our fire in a bonfire,
and so torches will be lit from us.