Firestorm

Will light you ablaze and rock you for as long as he wishes. Raging your mind and heart, he first burns his image into your cornea. Ha, ironic. Those inviting eyes welcome themselves into your soul. That warming smile makes your cheeks rouge. Wild hair. The very flames that could not be tamed. Winds picked up, helping the fire ravage deeper and deeper within. Until reality and necessity rained down. Hard, and sudden. A cleared forest. Embers scattered all around. You're still on fire.