Inner Fire

Another poem about the beauty with in us all.

At times you can spew out a fire

with such fever and beauty

all you until you can do is flee

for being burnt.

Next time this happens

I dare you to stay and get burnt!

Yeah it hurts and leaves you silvery with scars

but don’t run!

Throw on more logs and gasoline!

Stand there until you are utterly consumed!

In the beauty!