Fly Away Home

From the very beginning

Your eyes told me the old story

Alive with a fire 

That drew me in

I knew it would burn

But I leisured in you

Like a summer day

So warm on my skin

To blister later

For the bliss of now

So I can’t be angry

That you burnt my house down

For the flames were warm

And beautiful 

And this old house 

Never seemed so alive

Before