Kindling

Given to passion and allowed the freedom to express my innermost desires, I find myself in search of a way to quench this enflamed desire. Yet every drop of beauty seems to smother this burning ember inside me, blinding my eyes with choking smoke. I want a love like gasoline, fluid and explosive. That way I can drench myself and not worry that it'll smolder out, but be assured that the slightest spark will consume me.