When you touched me,
It wasn't just skin against skinâ
It was lightning meeting fire.
Your hands mapped constellations
On the canvas of my soul,
And I burned for you,
Unapologetically.
Your laughter sparked something wild,
A heat I didn't know I needed ,
A blaze I didn't care to extinguish.
With you, the world wasn't quietâ
It was alive,
Every moment crackling with possibility.
Author's Note*
Your were a wildfire, and I let myself burn. I never stopped to think of what the aftermath might look like, because in those moments, the fire was all that mattered.