The Light of Darkness

The flames go on, the bushes dry yet deep,
I am reminded of all the promises I'm yet to keep
Yet as I stare at those mountains and canyons ablaze
watching as the fireballs crackle through my gaze
listening to the voice of reason asking us to flee
I'm left wondering if this was how I wanted it to be

Its time for high tea and I have no desire for even a scone
I am one to enjoy a rack of lamb, but I'm still dining alone
I stare into the burning red sky, gazing into the hue
I realize a little too late, buttefly, all I ever wanted was you.

-Light of Darkness