The surrounding embers draw
a light in your eyes I can trace.
Surrender is sweet and warm;
release that smile on your face.
Peer into the flames of calm
mysterious and enchanting realms
of curiously beautiful whips of
the cracking fire and me compel.
What words could define two
souls that are fascinated by fire?
The language we need to speak
is meek but will make me perspire.
See I am brittle from battles ablaze
and soar in my spirit and heart.
Now I’ve seen your smile dear
it is enough for us to part.
Silent steps looking back
the sound of your voice soft
is a rock I dwell on in deep of night
when chemical balances are off.
A blazing flower of moonlight
you were born to bring joy
to inanimate things like me;
see me do and possess me coy.