Cold Flint Makes Fire
smiles so rare for her
not a welcoming face
fear in pale grey eyes
of warmth not a trace
appearances can fool
no semblance of fire
that beneath the skin
makes the mask a liar
stumbled into tinder
my chimney smoking
horned into bonfires
deception is stoking
inner magma outed
slow magnetic glow
mechanic love only
imagination can sow
holocaust of ideals
blind passion reigns
no fire escaping the
lust delusion feigns
dropped like coals
icy front exhumed
love lingers charred
cold flint resumed