My Love

 

 

on this pyre
do i transpire
though i perspire
          the flames don't subside
infinitely fueled
properly retooled
though no cable is spooled
          I confide
though my heart is soft
and my head is in the loft
many faces are pissed off
          I reside
where my heart is lives my home
ever next to me; you're throne
you'll never have to be alone
          inside