I have been burnt at the stake
like a witch on trial.
The smoke always cuts off my screams for help.
I have been dragged through hell
like a sinner brought to justice.
Little pieces of myself would always get left behind with every inch.
I have been thrown down a pit of magma
like a virgin sacrificed.
The heat of the beast below whipping at my back as I plummet.
In every fiery encounter,
I had always known the flames would see me perish.
But - with you
I choose to curl up next to your fireplace
and feel the heat fill my every crevice
as I watch the flames dance.