*this Fire Needs A Flame Poem by Christopher's Dead

I sat down by the fire
As I held you in my arms
The slow combustion smolders
‘Til the smoke becomes a flame
The glow is driving me insane
A perfect paradox ignites
Your heart I never could entice
And now our flame is going out
Still the fire burns without our…

Hey you, I got a little bit of something
For your, “Hey have I got a little something for you”
It’s a fine night going, though our hands are freezing
And we’re fallen’ out this chair again.
Hey you, watcha looking for?
Is it something that we once felt a long time ago?
Such a lovely mess, but I know it’s not the same
And it never will be again

I came into your bedroom
Picked my coat up off the floor
The night ain’t getting younger
And neither is this fight
Full of incandescent light
The sparks are flying in my head
But yours never did intend
And now our flame is going out
Still the fire burns without our…

No more tears

Hey you, I got a little bit of something
For your, “Hey have I got a little something for you”
It’s a fine night going, still my hands are fucking freezing
And we’re fallen’ out this chair again.
Hey you, you better watch out
Though the thought of being without you fills me with doubt
Passionless enthralling of motionless revolving
And we might never be again