the flame sways between my fingertips
wafting left and right in an eternal dance
faltering yet firm in its indecision
i watch as it grows and grows and grows
into a roaring red-orange beast
the heat warming my face and turning my cheeks into red apples
and even though it could destroy me completely I still warmly embrace that everlasting glow
and let the wall of passion completely consume me
until the fire is put out
and the embers scatter across the ends of the earth
little burnt out remnants that pale in comparison to its original home
until eventually time forces them to die out too
nothing so bright could ever stay