The Flame
The flames dance around the logs
The embers burn and glow
Each flame has their own desire
And sparks fire down below
The sizzling sounds, the moving flames
-it's like a song and dance
It's poetry in motion
It puts us in a trance
The flames grow higher
The heat rises
The passion hits it's peak
The flames grow dim
The fire within-
Leaves us feeling weak
We lay there wrapped around each other
Watching the embers glow
Thinking about the song and dance
-and the fire down below
