They were the most terrifyingly spectacular sight he’d seen.
When she stared, they blazed.
When she laughed, they roared
and bored their way right through him.
Instantly they lit something within.
They would hold him in a trance.
They would hold him and dance
their flame around him, until all
he could see
All he could smell was burning walls,
once erected all around to protect.
But now he needed the air that fed the flame.
That fed her. That fanned the blaze
that drove him to the brink.
That led him to want to drink
at the well of her soul.
They were haunting.
They were breathtaking
and every time he gazed at her
he could feel her burn through him
with her fire eyes.