You claim you felt a
spark. Maybe it was
just the fire in my
hands, directed at you.

You said I touched you
first. Maybe it was
just to get away from
the cold
isolation sizzling under my skin.

My head is oxygen
For a fiery sea storm
all day and all night
maybe it's a warning
sign, but
I'm hurling faster faster faster
into a universe never found.

Your heat
warms me
and warns me
at once.

Your smile
controls me
I can't be
controlled.

My fear
takes over
a beautiful
sun
on a beautiful
day
in a beautiful
world.

You're a magnet
it's dangerous to
resist
the pull.

I'm being
swallowed
smoked
burned
by this
nonexistent
spark
raging into an
invisible
flame.

Someone
help m-