we’ll all revel in the blaze

i watched her rise
from the ashes you left her in
dressed in golden stars,
adornments plucked from the heavens
she wears them like war paint,
a firewalker fueled by the power
of a thousand suns,
a heat aching to ignite
i call her phoenix
and one day,
she’ll burn your world down 

– ashley jane

now, we burn bright too.

we wrote letters to the sun,

heartache and poetry

filled with confessions,

stories and reasons

for why we felt too deeply

and fell too quickly

we were dragon hearts and dandelion fuzz,

graceful power and a shimmer of softness

all beautifully broken

and bound within the stars

– ashley jane

A Drowning Burn

I called your touch heaven, loved the way it felt as it shot through my veins.

You were a scorch-light, burn bright type of blaze —

the type of fire that steals your breath

and leaves you drowning in the flames

(I’ll never look at fire the same)