Do you know what fire is
It’s like being alive
With spirits
Lizards
Crawling in your skin.
Do you know what fire is
It’s like being alive
With spirits
Lizards
Crawling in your skin
The evil
The iridescent
The tropical
My life has been so strange lately
Strange and beautiful
I feel like I’m returning to this home
Of soft warm light
Where the gods await me.
Please,
Peer gently in to my soul
Tell me I am sacred.
And with your healing gold wine
Telling stories of the ancient time
I slip away into my peace, my rest.
And when I awake you will be saying
I will take care of you,
And bring you flowers.
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