Fierce Poem by Kewayne Wadley

Tell me what's on your mind.
The soft things you've become fierce
To protect.
I'll lay my head against you
& build a fire where my heart throbs
& waits on your presence.
Where the fire burns the logs
Made in the forest of skin where you sit
In the middle of the couch.
No matter how dark it gets
Have no fear,
This fire will not go out.
No matter how fierce the world may
See you.
My eyes burn like the ember that crackle
In front of us for you.
I too am fierce, when it comes to you