​I watch the sparks fly, 

Incandescent & wild,

When things get heated,

Or out of control. 

Your fire ignites, 

All in its path, 

Catching everything – 

Even my well worn eyes.  

These eyes that see passion, 

And feel your Fiery heat. 

I know my love  –  Cannot, 

And will not try to tame. 

For I am but a hearth, 

Holding your fire, 

That I know – 

Ignites my soul. 

Kevin Brown © 10.07.2016