there was a light in her eyes
not from the sun
so I asked what she had
"I'm in love," she said.
so I asked, "what is love?"
she said,
"love is everything burning,
and giving up everything
just to burn."
so I asked, "how does it feel."
she said,
"it feels as if the scorching flames
are tongues of passion
lightly dancing on your soul."
so I asked, "what if the person you love
doesn't love you back."
she said,
"you crossed the fires to get here—
only to greet someone that doesn't want you."
