The Birth of a Fire Goddess

A sweet friend wrote a song this morning, and shared with me some lines,
She warmed my heart, so peaceful and surreal,
Her lyrics were amazing, natural, down-to-earth, alive;
So I’m going to pirate them, she laughed, and said I couldn’t really steal;
Her song away from her, that I could take her words, and use them as my own,
Because my song would not be like the one she wrote,
And I laughed and then I said to her, that every set of lyric lines,
Had been used so many times, on a different note;
We talked about a fire goddess, who burned my flesh, while holding me,
And the challenge this presented, holy shit,
When she turned from sweet earth angel, to Pele’s twin, so suddenly,
And torched my skin, I love her so, and wanted it;
To always last, forever cast, our passion freely through the moments,
But don’t you think that this is taking it too far,
And as we laughed, and talked about it, her lips and hands, they started smoking,
Before she said goodbye, and got into her car,
And as we laughed, and talked about it, her lips and hands, they started smoking,
Before she said goodbye, and got into her car.