We Are But Fire

True love,
To be the sun
In seasons, dark —
Ignorant of summer.
Shadow-wilted faithful heart,
Your roots
Will never take.

Think back —
Before heartbreak
Loomed on every
Sorrow-scarred horizon,
Was it passion or desire
That lured you in?

We are but fire,
Burning faster than we should,
Just to seem a little brighter
To the moths
Flocking to our warmth.
We are but fire —
Distorted life
In black and white,
Dancing flames
Behind a smokescreen.

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