Energy

One day in August, I wandered around the city of light.

It was glorious, they were sharing hopes and dreams.

Dreams that were made to bring a better gleam.

For a split second, I saw the long-hidden light in me.

Inevitably beautiful, there was this person.

Sitting silently not knowing himself being stared.

The flies felt funny.

I was grinning ear to ear.

Science said that fusion creates energy.

I don't know, that did not apply for me.

We did not fuse, still I became an energy.

Light turned into fire - he was the fire already.

Ice cold melted.

The water flew and feed the wilted.

It filled the empty space.

Running loud left no trace.

Need not a thing to keep the energy alive.

He stays, it stays.

It was his soft whispers that keep the fire on.

I'll be smiling, even when he looked away.

I did wonder, how can a fire last forever?

Even the sun gets old, thus it gets bigger.

One day, it loses its own energy.

Same thing does happen here, now that he stops whispering.