Matches to a Paper Heart

Dance the streets with fireworks; light the sky with your charming laugh and spirited smile. Wave the sparks through the air, crafting pictures of colors and illumination. Persisting as the light within the darkness for those around you, your energy remains utterly captivating. As you are, you paint the earth with your adrenaline and intrepid risk. I, however, will stand at a distance dreading your torch igniting my fragile-self. Crinkled and scrabbled with haunting scars – feeble to every touch. Made of paper and straw, the simplicity of burning my soul down is as tranquil as kindling the initial flame with a match. Never will I know whether you will continue to warm my soul or burn me down.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s