Burning Love

[temptd]

There he stood, among all those left heart broken,
his tattered heart hanging so frail in his chest.
His eyes, drooping from exhaustion, black and morose,
watching that, which once used to be his life, crumble.

His hands, black from the ashes,
ached from years of work,
his blood seeped through the cuts,
trailing down his fingers and landing on the ashes.
The flames danced up from the ashes before him,
the orange glow lighting up his amber eyes.

All he could see was her face one last time,
in his mind her voice echoed her last words.
In the dancing flames, he saw her face again,
calling out to him, come save me...

He knew what he had to do,
he knew it was the only way.
So he took his final breath,
and stepped into the orange portal.
And as he entered he smiled for one last time,
he whispered "I love You",
and reached out for her one last time.