The sky is on fire,
And so is my heart,
Lit by your love.
Flames dancing in my heart,
Burning me up from inside,
Keeping me warm on this cold winter morning.
And now we stand here,
Watching the sky burn,
Our hearts on fire, too.
YOU ARE READING
When I lay here, at 3:54am
Poetry"I love to be awake at night, When no one else's awake, And it's quiet and there's peace. And I don't HAVE to, But I can, And I feel so free. It's beautiful at night, At night is where I want to be." ------
