Arsonphobia...fear of fire

Sometimes love can absorb
all of the moisture
that is held in your heart.
leaving it dry like aged paper.
even a single spark can ignite it
and burn it to ashes.
the fires of the world
sense your dryness
the follow you everywhere.
even in sleep they wait outside
your windows ready to destroy.
Find a new person with ice blue
in their eyes and cool uncharted skin
hide your fear of sparks from them.

forget this name of the lover.
Never think or dream of fire again
even when it's acrid smoke
burns your eyes