A Match in the Hay

Brian Walz

Shadows cast upon my face
            Soon to see a crimson dawn
Journey within through the perilous space
            Quick as the ripples fade, I’m gone
Never beside you, never away
            Skirting the cliff edge, higher and higher
Nothing to stop me as, prancing, I play
            I am the thoughts of forbidden desire
            I am the spark that ignited a fire

Conceived in the quarry of barren waste
            Where, covered by darkness, I watch as men fall
I live in the furnace that smolders, disgraced
            Until one day the valleys echo my call
Never in malice, never in sight
            Enshroud, even you, from the heavenly choir
Ever-present I’ll be as emotions excite
            I am the thoughts of forbidden desire
            I am the spark that ignited a fire

And once I take hold, it’s foolish to run
            I burn through the heart, a match in the hay
A yearning, fulfilled, or never undone
            The honest tell lies and the faithful betray
Never I fail, never I gain
            Yet never you rest, with a heart of a brier
I am the hunger the only brings pain
            I am the thoughts of forbidden desire
            I am the spark that ignited a fire