I wrote this for my friend since in my posse I'm kinda the official nickname give. XD.
"The Naming Ritual" or "A Poem for the Fire Child"
Shall I define all of this?
Ah, shall I speak?
Nay, read this silence in my eyes:
Upon my heart, a line cut so deeply,
You have marked your territory,
Cooly, almost unnoticed, on my heart.
Sometimes I am jealous of him,
When he holds you closer,
But I wonder to myself sometimes,
Are you jealous of he who holds ME?
Love is a strange thing to behold,
Coming in all shapes and sizes,
We look at our friends in love,
Look at ourselves engaged,
But do we look at each other?
Is love always sex? Or romance?
Or can it be a friendship
As binding as a marriage vow?
I am not a fire creature,
But you are, and you burn inside
My veins, oh God! What a feeling!
Am I finding a sign?
Ssh, God is speaking to them;
The spirits that bind our souls.
I have secrets to hurt you,
I pray you stay safe, yet,
I am afraid;
What if you run from me?
What if I never had you,
To run in the first place?
Ignite this, firechild,
Orange, sunset rose sublime,
Heart I love from afar,
Contemplate what it can mean,
From this day, forever forth:
Darling, you're my Seraphine.
-Crash Metallium
3-6-06
Written for Elise