Giant sequoias thrive through fires
They only grow to soaring heights with a burn
Rising above all like cathedral spires
Nothing without the churn

My life a tinder box ready to be set aflame
I could not soar without a burn
Into my life he came
His advances I could not spurn

He has burned and consumed me in fire
With one spark everything has changed
Before him I did not know how much I could aspire
It was as if it was preordained

He has set a light my old way of life
He is the burn that my life needed
With him there is no longer strife
The growth that I needed has succeeded

Can no longer live without the burning
With him there is a flood of fires
My life is nothing without the churning
I am higher than the spires

I am like a phoenix rising from the ashes
My life he does entwine
Into my life he flashes
With fire and time he will be my Valentine