Oh fire

hands touch
and suddenly i feel on fire
such a feeling bubbling up inside of me
i wonder what will happen if i hold it in too much longer
perhaps i'm blushing from the heat you bring-
if so, then bring on the flames.
staring into your kaleidoscope eyes
i spy a special glint of passionof a secret.
maybe if i sit closer i could overhear..
oh but the warmth!
how i want to grasp the hand of one
whose raging fire has set me to desire
and possibly hear the immortal words
from that same one so burning bright--
but oh! he speaks
and his words cascade upon my willing ears
like music, different songs
all played in harmony.
i find myself drawn to the fire
to the amazing light before me.
pulling nearer i feel your touch,
the flames licking at my eager flesh,
and i but only smile as my heart
yearns for that one day
when the stars will align
and you will be ready
to tempt both our fates and draw close,
leaving no space between, and closing the gap with
our passioned lips--
perhaps we'll see fireworks again,
on that day the future may hold...
until then, my fire,
if that day ever comes,
i shall sit with bated breath
for my chance at that heat once more...