Third degree burns

Your desire

is to annihilate me,

and set me ablaze,

but I was crafted by fire.

I come alive in the fiery haze.

The vivid flames

travel through my pulsing veins,

and oh, how I admire

my incandescent skin

as I am covered

from limb to limb

with smoldering ashes.

I bathe in the embers.

I exhale the smoke and the soot.

I revel in the ending

of what could be

and what never could.

-you never stood a chance