Flame

To live is to be a flame. All you need is wooden canes. What use is money and fame? My heart exclaims. To love is to be a flame. Flickering in a blizzard untamed. Standing against the icicles of society, In unison with thy dame. My heart exclaimed. In love, to not be loved back, Is to be a glass candle. Crackle, a withering flame. To not be loved back by thy dame.