Beauties Touch

I stare, watching, wondering, gazing
into the thick, lively fire
that sits in front of me.
Staring
as the flames lick the open air,
burning the life away.
Gazing
as they dance like spirits
on a sunburst morning bay;
singing their soulfully beautiful songs,
and spinning in circles of amber light.
Wondering
how it’s possible for something so compelling
to be so utterly ruthless;
drawing you closer only to burn without regret.
Watching
as my hand inches closer,
being driven by the spirits music and laughter.
They call to me, speak to me, whisper my name.
Come they say, into the light of life.
They tweak my mind until my hand reaches closer,
knowing no boundaries,
seeing no limits.
But I find that even when it’s beauty calling,
you can still be burnt by beauties touch.

Author's Note

the last two lines dont fit quite right but ima still post what i have so far. if youve got any ideas id love to hear them :D

Reviews

[koty bell]

beautifal indeed very nice thx for sharing:)

[Whiskurz]

I thought this was quite Beautiful.....Well penned my friend.....Whisk