Burn

How can you know
The power of fire
If you've never felt
True heat
Of the Flames?

Someday
I hope to reach
Your unbearable Height
Above expectations
You Surmount.

Denial is wasteful.
I too have tasted
The lustful sweet nectar
Of the forbidden fruits.
I know how to taste
Denial.

Feed fire with fire
Don't fear the flames.
For every power has
A match.

It dances through the air
Like a sultry Temptress
Toying with sensation.
Denial? No, Regret.

I will never be
One of your Toys.
You've never known
The arson
Of my heart.