Fire combusts, consume me it must
to continue to burn, it needs to turn all to dust
I am its tool, the paper or coal it uses to refuel
to melt through to the ruby jewel
the slow beating heart
entombed in icy walls, where passions start
The dancing flames flicker and spark
kindling the cold shell, the fire cuts through the dark
the heat starts to rise
in your eyes; where love lies
icy walls begin to thaw
heart beats a little faster than before
Now ablaze, like a forest fire, a wild flower
dancing in the midnight hour
the inferno flairs into the cool night air
the floating embers scatter; to light the atmosphere
walls destroyed; a puddle where ice once filled the void
heart beats to the tune; overjoyed
Thanks For Reading.
Peace & Love.
Kyle.
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