FireBrush

Bring forth the fire brush

Con-trilled chaos gives me warmth

You left my heart in fiery flame

My love now dead

My heart now cold

If flame not fed

Gets cold so quick

The coals still warm

But barely red

Leaves trace of past

Windswept in dust

Settled in a place

Where I was lost

Unstable matter

A burning heart

A touch of love ignites

My fire died

All in good time

My hasty fingers fried

The verse of fourth

My ballad told

Loved her way more than life

New stories old

My heart now cold

The one that won was life