Burning You

I’m burning the memory of you,
with a carbon-coated flame.
It twists and Spins
Exotic-dancer style

Ash-laden smoke fills the air
I fall to my knees,
It’s too much to bear

As the very last word falls
to pieces
So do you
[Gone]

The flame jumps,
Over-confident
And soon burning paper
Isn’t the only aroma

Skin peels,
Divorcing the bone
The flesh
The blood

Just another happy accident, eh?