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One word becomes one idea, becomes one sentence, becomes one poem, becomes one story. It must start from just “one word”. Today my one word is “Fire”.
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FIRE
Staring into a fire can be hypnotizing. Whether it be a campfire or a fireplace, it has a magic all of its own, that invites you into its world. You become mesmerized by it and find yourself staring deeply into its blazing wonder, until all your emotions are encompassed within its crackling grip. There you remain in total submission as you find both comfort and excitement in its simplicity and its mystery.
FIRE
You stare into the fire and know not what you see
Just shadows of the past, where you were once free
Or amber lights in present, where Gods of Fire speak to Thee
Perhaps you see the future in its golden blaze
Or find yourself lost within its smoke-filled haze
It dances before you, adorned in orange hues
…A private audience singing the blues…
Your heart hums softly to its sizzling voice
Your soul responds to its seductive poise
Suddenly there is desire in its raging flare
You move closer to it, simply on a dare
It sees its reflection in your curious eyes
You see yourself melting within its guise
Your body jolts as you become undone
The fire enters you; you join as one
In heated passion it kisses your face
It covers your body like a fine lace
You feel like royalty touched by its glow
Enticed by mystery, so much to know
But it says good-bye while it slowly dies
Burning to ash as it hears your cries
You jump to your feet in disbelief
This Fire of Love has left you in grief
You strike a match and bring it to life
Again joined in marriage; as if Man and Wife
