Every Fire Comes From Somewhere Poem by Amber Millar

Every fire starts with a spark,
And every spark starts with a kiss,
We lit the sky up with our sparks that night,
Filled the air with those forbidden kisses,
Our secrets, our moments,
Every brush, every touch,
I cannot forget, however I try,
Every grazing of hands,
Every gaze full of pain,
I hurt that night,
But I could not stop,
Because it is how I get by,
Playing the game,
Losing my dignity,
Dealing with pain,
I feel weak now,
I wonder if you do too,
But I know, deep down, the answer to that,
You don't feel weak.
You feel strong,
Well, you should,
You call the shots,
And I am on my knees,
You scream 'Jump'
I ask how high,
I do whatever you wish,
And you reap the rewards,
Every fire comes from somewhere,
And I am the only one burning.