It burns

It burns because you provide it more fuel

It burns because you provide the warmth

The breath of heat

You can't put it out, not after you've tend to it for so long

Not after you've given the fire the opportunity to burn

Not after you've allowed it to spread

Water is no good, you tried it once, but it wasn't water it was gas

You ignited the flames even more to where they have burned your finger tips and have reached your lips

The breath of heat on your lips and finger tips

A flame has rose to spread into you

And it went straight through

It burns doesn't it?

It burns your chest and your eyes

It burns your throat and your nose

It burns and flows and it won't stop until it knows...

That you've died

And before you know it, it's gone and you're left with the small breath of heat.