A coppery fire;
Complete with all the colors of the rainbow.
Flares into the open spaces;
Licking the small crevices with it’s serpent-like tongue.
It consumes the remainder of innocence.
Devouring even the butterfly’s golden wings;
And laughing gently as they turn to ash.
And there, we drown in our ignorance.
Forever sinking sweetly;
surrendering to that which burns our souls.
Our sin.
Our doom.
Our addiction.