Love is a fire.

Beautiful and dancing.

If nurtured correctly,

It'll last forever.

If left to its own devices,

It'll destroy others.

It'll burn itself out.

It'll leave the land barren and dry.

It hurts you if mistreated,

But is comforting and lovely when tended to.

The spark is everything.

It's the beginning of a beautiful creation.

But the burnout.

The burnout hurts the most.

Dark and cold,

Consuming the soul.

It's stunning and mesmerizing,

But it's dangerous too.

It's cunning, yet it cares

For me and you.