Eric the Red

Welcome to the Agglomeration

Fire

Our city, our home, our special place,
where has it gone?
Time corrodes, time erodes,
we had all the time in the world.
I was your phoenix,
You my fiery meteor,
and we would meet somewhere
in between.

Do you burn?
Do you desire?
I do. I do.
But you don't.
Smoky tendrils arise from the pit
and engulf me with toxic fumes,
glittering heat and searing
anaerobic air. You are breathtaking.

Unparalleled
In devotion, in beauty,
in tragedy,
Our two paths converged by the gaping chasm
which glowed a choleric red,
illuminating our melancholic crossroads.
Your lust, my love, our life,
The withering phlegm of our temperament
Your promise, your reassurance, your vow,
discarded into the sanguine flames.

You burned the bridge between us.
But can you fly?

Also, everyone seems to be having a bit of trouble with my puzzle.

Hint #2 - Try and use the NATO Phone*** *l**a**t.

Till next time, may you agglomerate all your unpremeditated contemplations.