My Love Heat Relationship.

Swooning at his hot breath, bitter-sweet ecstasy upon me. 

Trapped in his smoldering coal eyes, his fever took me.

I longed for the touch of his skin to burn me. 

I yearned for his warm embrace; to melt as he held me.

An inferno blazed bright in my heart.

His love: the warmth of my days and flame of my nights. 

Frenzied passion seized. In heat he was in my sights.

Alas, I played with fire too soon. 

My love extinguished soon as it kindled.

I was consumed soon as he ignited. 

Now remains only a frozen corpse atop a pyre. 

For he was a Balrog. 

He was the fire.