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The Fire
The depths of your raging fire melts
Saturday's stiffness forming from mine ice
dripping into the pitcher/picture that is us
freedom in the valleys and the slopes
hints of snow tipping off the temples
igloos calling to the angels
crispness in the motion
ne'er a moment feeling sad
nightglow amid the midnight dance
undiscovered life's true trance
soft kisses til daybreak
time sent off in the breeze
you're the flame, I'm the wick
burning bright for all to see
scented candles, illumination
have nothing on you and me
Saturday's stiffness forming from mine ice
dripping into the pitcher/picture that is us
freedom in the valleys and the slopes
hints of snow tipping off the temples
igloos calling to the angels
crispness in the motion
ne'er a moment feeling sad
nightglow amid the midnight dance
undiscovered life's true trance
soft kisses til daybreak
time sent off in the breeze
you're the flame, I'm the wick
burning bright for all to see
scented candles, illumination
have nothing on you and me
Published 4th Jan 2020
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5th Jan 2020 7:02am
5th Jan 2020 4:35pm
5th Jan 2020 7:24pm
I’m more of the belief that one of forged in the fire, and not so much in the ash... 😎
