Kerosene

It is dark on the path before me..
The dirt and rocks unlit by the absent moon

I do not know of which way to go

I am a moody man
and bear thoughts more somber than most

But I am passionate,
relentless,
fierce in will.

I am a presence that longs to be remembered,
that longs to combust

I am kerosene
and you
are a spark, my love.