Special Kind Of Hell Poem by David Thomas

The fire in my soul burns so hot so bright
it can reach out on its own and touch
the very world around me,
burning and setting fire to all the life surround!
A fire so great it cannot be doused
no sand no water no special spraying mists,
a passionate fire burns harder than any other flame
I fret for the days that I must go without you
looking forward to the days
when you spark my soul with but a smile
the most beautiful face
that one could ever see,
don't walk away the world isn't ending
it's only just beginning
you're the light to my darkness
and the darkness to my light
play with me stay with me
dance and argue too
we're perfect just the two of us,
i don't want it any other kind of way.