The crackle, the flicker. Oh so fickle
A Flame.
Shadows cast. Hard and fast
No name.
Fuelling change, on splintered wisps
Smoke on water.
Ashes, a memory. Bright, celebrated reverie
Desire’s daughter.
Burning thirst. Drenched in fire
Roaring Vitality
Born from a lingering spark. A craving for parched bark
Unyielding sanguinity.
The heat of spring, showered in curiosity
A longing ache for more
Ron