Arson

The purpose of this fire isn’t to burn you

since only in these flames that melt your beautiful face to ashes do I find healing

there’s power in scorching the memories of our hostage happiness

as I release you into torrid blazes

only these embers can destroy those love lit gazes

like cauterising a wound

every warm glow glares brighter the more I try to forget you

sharp tongues grazing at my fingertips

leeching you from me without hesitation

it’s only fitting that being without you feels like eternal damnation

blurry eyed but fixated in fascination

I watch you disappear in smoke

a trick that has long since lost its magic for me 

however consuming, this heat is no match for the way we glared

like a match and gasoline

I would ignite you and you would spread all over me

we ravaged everything in our path and there was nothing left to grow in

but finally I relinquish all of us to the light,

photos curling at the edges

no, this fire isn’t meant to burn you, baby

it’s meant to burn bridges.