She was a girl with a bonfire heart,
Eternally on fire.
Her fires were madness,
Her fires were contagious.
She’d laugh out loud,
her cheeks turning red.
She’d skip around,
like a child,
Everything set her heart on fire.
The sunsets, the breeze, the beach,
The sweets, the flowers, the bees.
Everything set her heart on fire,
She had long since chosen to seek solace in the little things,
the little things that set her heart ablaze.
She had shut love out,
It was hard to tell why,
either she didn’t quite comprehend what the word “love” encompassed,
she did all too well.
she shunned love out.
She was the girl with a bonfire heart,
but she carried around a silenced soul.
she was the girl with a bonfire heart,
waiting for someone to ignite her soul.
he came along.