Psalm of Fire (Hector's monoluge)

"Some fires have distinct composure
While some burn with arbitration to insanity.
Lucky to find one so contemptuous
Precociously vivid in portrayal,
What a bore it would be if thou were any other.
As acrimonious by night thy leaves me to dream,
Rapture me not from scrutiny
Make me burn slow, I am most willing.
Lie if need,
I am listening.
Moving slow with conjecture for forthcoming,
Let this burden be my slow undying.
Wind with fuel to thy flame
I pleasantly await,
Rhapsody to thy bestowed fortune.
Slave me through blaze."