When you breathe on me, I am drawn to your every nuance.

When you wake me. I am sudden struck, alit.

As you push close or hover I glow brightly.

In these times, I am rapt.

Not knowing anything but you.

My awareness of our fiery peak is only in the burn down.

Falling to crumbled embers.

Your smile. My reward.

I don't choose these places.

Were you to draw me up to land nearby, we would renew again.

I am your servant, totally controlled by your Incendiary Sighs.