What Mama Said Not To Play With

Orange, red flakes,
Sparkling bright,
Up, up, up,
So beautiful,
Inviting,
Enthralling,
Enchanting,
It calls to me,
My inmost being.

Baaaaadddd,
I know.
It calls to me,
My inmost being,
It's so pretty.
Mystical; even,
Mesmerizing,
A touch, just a feel,
It calls to me.
I draw close,
Closer...
I touch!

Oooww!!!
It burns...

*Inspired by the lyrics of a highlife song from Ghana. I think the group was Osibisa; I am not too sure about that. The lyrics I remember goes like:
 When you were a babe, your mama told you not to play with fire, aaaahh.
 (Fire will burn you, don't you play with fire, fire will burn you, didn't your mama tell you)