Douse Flames....

....Old Flames with an addiction for being mania with their pyro, torch all things sentimental; memories that matter most, feelings for them are nothing but fuel, coal for the cold. Never should this arson be blessed with cat lives in your life. Playing with your match is deceptive light. And once the joy from the strike is struck they comfort in your fire, like Diablo, letting your emotions burn inside until there is nothing left, but empty ash. "Be a rock, don't be rocked and sparks with the right rock will be fire that works.

Vintage Love

On flammable paper, written in red ink he cursived a wish, "Send someone with a vintage kind of Love to hold hands with," then with his Zippo lit. Fingers stuck, like mating canines. Her hand glued to his hand and his hand glued to Hers, he begs for a bond that's Super, so with Notebook devotion he kneels at the mercy of companionship with a promise to be a stand up man who's loyal to feelings and emotions, who walks on two legs instead of four, like a DoberMan. Locked in Love, like the Boys and Girls logo, there's only one club he wants to be a member of and that's the Union of Her.