Passion

Poem fueled by regret.

Burn Passion, Burn!
Fuel my desire!
Burning bright among the flames,
within my sinful fire.

Why is it you come,
only to steal away,
all that I have ever won,
with your powerful inhuman sway.

Leap at me in my dreams,
far away from this place,
for here my love is all that gleams,
strengthened by beauty's pace.

How is it you come,
in the dark of the night,
only to disrupt what was done,
during the long day's flight?

I cast ye' away,
burning hotter than ever,
for you have led me astray,
with your sinister gesture.

-Eric Brotherton