Fire Breather

I hear your laughter but the noise gets drowned out by the blaring of the television. I look up at you and find your dark eyes gazing intensely into mine. Butterflies crash against rocks in the pit of my stomach. "What?" I ask, as your eyes continue exploring the depths of my soul. You smile and shake your head at me, gently pushing my hair away from my face. I take a deep breath as the world starts to swirl around me. The beating of my own heart begins to block out the noise and blood rushes to my head. I swallow, trying to comprehend the storm inside of me, lying just beneath the surface of my skin. I grab my glass and take a sip, the cold fluid slipping and weaving around my tongue. I sigh and look out the window at the snow beginning to fall, illuminated by the street lamp above. Your fingers brush my hand and, once again, set blazes running up my arm, consuming my whole body. It has always been you to give light to the fire burning inside my soul