I'm not the one who set the world on fire.

if i had done something so spectacular,
as to setting ablaze this world,
i would non-doubtfully accept,
that i was the one who made events unfurl.

starting the revolution is out of the question,
but being part of the ignition that set,
a set of hearts into a forward, marching motion
is not something to forget.

i take no credit, because I simply can't;
it wasn't me who started this,
and i couldn't say it was you,
but it was that simple kiss.

© 2010 The Still Air

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