Your eyes looking into mine are like a magnifying glass
That focuses the sun into a tiny dot that first created an ember
Which grew into the wild fire that burns in my heart.
I am hypnotized into bringing more and more wood to the fire
Before I look around at the blaze, and being caught off guard at the size it has grown to.
Your connection feeds the fire.
I start throwing water at the flames.
At first, it all seems to turn straight to steam with no visible effect.
After a while, my restraint seems to begin to diminish the flames
But your connection makes me want to surrender and just let it burn up.
“Water or wood?”, that is the question.