Burning

He had a soul of embers and a heart of ash.
The smoke filling my lungs when we kissed
became an addiction. His love was given to
me with a  singed tongue, but I’d come to
crave the way it seared my heart. The heat
was comfort, contrasted my iced eyes,
glazed over with gasoline. That night I
cried, I forgot to blink away, leaving me to
live in the aftermath of his explosion.

8 thoughts on “Burning

  1. Amazing how both ice and fire can be used to describe anger…
    Sorry, that was mostly random, I just saw a lot of words like “burning”, “ember”, and “seared” and then I also saw “iced” and that thought occurred to me 😛 It’s an interesting concept I’ve actually studied thoroughly

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