Play with fire and let the soul burn
Circle the perimeter allow the coals churning
Scorching you into something new and beautiful
With a slight taste of the cinders' still flaring
Catching fire to your eyelashes allowing glowing sight
Blind yourself not by jumping ship
Blitzing through the wind towards the sea
Racing to your long hidden revelry of content
But burn and smolder until your choice is no longer
Escape
Freedom is the bold ability to stare off the cliff
While laughing watch this; throwing your time piece to a friend
So while your house is calm and serene
Eye mine closely because wisps of orange shall spread glory
Wake the children and the dead
Allow not the smoke to stifle your growing desire
Saying flame on towards triumph and the setting Sun
Chasing the dusk with the dust at your heels
A growing crowd lingering in a charred forest of missed deeds.
Copyright, 2010, Christopher Baird--all rights reserved.
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