#30in30, Day 7: Where There's Smoke

Somebody once told me, where there's smoke, there's fire.
I see the flames in her eyes and yet I keep getting higher.
It's something about her - a passion untamed.
I'm attracted to the heat of her, I just can't stay away.

I know she can't be trusted, I know what her type is like.
Her anger is as quick as her wit, and she loves to fight.
Her tongue spews lies and ether, yet serenades seductively as well.
There's an angel beneath it all, but to reach it, you gotta go through hell.

I ask myself if it's worth the journey, if I'm risking my life,
if I'm risking everything I've worked hard for, just to be that guy
because her walls are enticing, yet dangerous to scale.
Am I attracted to her because she's sexy or because I know I'll fail?

Many men have come before me, and all of them have been burned
You'd think with all the victims she's left behind, from them, I'd have learned
instead, I want more - I want to be engulfed
I want to tempt the dragon. I want to be a part of it all.

Where there's smoke, there's fire. And her heat is calling me.
I may be reduced to ashes afterwards, but for now, she's what I need.
Destruction in a dress with pitch black eyes and dark lipstick that reveals white teeth.
Destruction that may be my demise, set me aflame: I welcome thee.