There's a fire in my heart

My first romantic poem

There’s a fire in my heart

That threatened to burn away the forest

The foliage, the pines, the meadows

Turn them all to white ash

Peppering the forest floor like freshly fallen snow

 

There’s a fire in my heart

That threatened to burn everything

The wilting trees, the yellowed grass

The long dead daisies above what used to be childlike innocence

Now six feet under

Not quite dead, but certainly lacking animation

 

There’s a fire in my heart that I let spread

Burning away the old

The dry

The leaves torn to the ground by passers-by

Not paying attention to their destruction

 

There’s a fire in my heart

Cleansing

Bringing new hope

Allowing sprouts and saplings to push through fertile soil

And be nourished by the spring morning dew

 

There’s a fire in my heart that burned away my forests

And I thank whatever gods may be for the one who sparked it

Author's Note

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