For The Flames

Setting ablaze a mind,

you transfix in grace,

a gaze from my eyes,

the look upon my face.

Burn it all to ground

ashes will but remain.

You were made for it,

tamed only by a flame.

This life is ever fleeting

so you reach for to feel

that which demands an

emotion that is so real.

Softness is for the weak

or so you have come to

know that onward grow

you see strength choose.

No poem or prose does

capture your dose lick

you the flame so fierce

you ignite another wick.

It scours the surface of

your skin let it come in.

That which feels real is

the product of your sin.

2 Comments Add yours

  1. Katherine says:

    Nice poem, Jared!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you Katherine! 🙏

      Liked by 1 person

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