A fire that burns from within.

From a few embers.

Burns the hottest flame.

A spark that burns longest.

Illuminating the dark.

Desire.

Longing.

Once was smothered.

Now running wild.

Beauty is found in such chaos.

Unleashed.

Unbridled.

Uncontrollable.

A flame that blazes a path.

Searing everything it touches.

A permanent mark.

One that lasts.

Long after the glow dims.

After the heat fades into cold.

Remaining there.

Always there.

Inside.

Waiting.

Then there it is.

Like a flash.

Another spark appears in the dark.

Slowly a grin forms on my lips.

© Katrina Storey 06/21/14