Fool for the Flame

She call my name
She dead on arrive
I’m clinging to her moaning
Killing time
I stay on my game
I call for the light
She took on my brain
She call my name
And she live for the fight
I live for the same
Terrified
And cut off from the corn field
And tethered to the vine
Fleeting little molecule
Faded line
But I stay on my game
And I call for the light
A fool for the flame
Burning bright