In need of the fire.

Believe me when I say.

Nothing will last tonight.

Becoming lethargic.

Escaping my escape.

Like the hands on a clock.

Rarely touching.

Always together.

Touching the flame.

Burned a hole right through.

Beauty from afar.

Deadly when magnified.

Keep running away.

My hands are tied.

Run like the wind.

I'm out of breath.

Give up?

I can't.

Give in?

Too late.