Choose Fire Who are you? Walk away, come back another day. Oh selfish soul that you are, don't worry for I am far. I creep around your world, to make things fit. The sentiment is not reciprocated. And sometimes even hated by my self. I'm taking the time to get to know you but why must I compromise? Can't you read in between the lines? My love has faded, and you seem jaded. Hung up on your closet traumas. You don't love but you care. You don't respect but you share but don't mind me dear for I can bear. For I am the catalyst of change. If you are willing to cooperate, then perhaps we can elaborate. Or move away from this type of despair, and clear the air. I am more passionate than you. Yes! You do have a clue that my body and soul burn with desire. And yes I usually am on fire. That's the way I was built, and I don't have any guilt. For I am your muse and with this I leave you to choose.