My Fire

I could never ask you to be my sun;
that is not possible for anyone.
There is nothing in this world that can burn
asking for nothing in return.

Instead I ask that you be my fire,
my warming light and gentle flare,
and you burn so long as I “keep you fed,”
staying with me until our love is dead.

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