Fire

The glowing coal
Lies embedded
In a sea of souls
Their tongues licking
Their tongues spitting
Rising, fallling, flicking
Lights shining
Shining from within
The coal with the gold lining
Surrounded by guards on fire
Capturing me,
My thoughts, as I admire
Trapping them.
Teasing...
'Till I'm helpless
Almost seems pleasing
This teasing, this trapping
Trapping me int its fiery web
Until all I see
Is the soul
Of a black coal