Flame and fire

Isabel Chelisia Villa

These last few months have been a dream. Brought you to my house. Told you my secrets no one else has ever known. Your kiss calmed the storm that was my heart, mind, and soul. Your touch re-lit a flame I didnt even know was snuffed out. You look into my eyes and you say you see the flame, you say it dances with the stories i tell. You can tell when im hurt, or when im sad because the flame is small. Happy or passion is bright and beautiful. Anger is the flames of hell. But when i look at you the flame stands still and is contained within your ocean of blue. The anger you hold within your eyes is awe inspiring. The stormy clouds of frustration when you cant figure out the solution. The beauty of a clear blue sky when youre happy. The almost midnight shade when you become passionate. To me you are the most calming yet you give me a feeling where i just cant sit still. To me youre perfect. 

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