Kindling in the Fire.

You are kindling in the fire,
Come now feel your form,
The wrappings of the dancing flame,
The colors of arching warmth,

The orange that sets the eyes ablaze,
Like a lamp post etched, -upon your pupil,
The blues and greens that whisper things,
Of balance and trusting the truthful,

The yellow wisps that wander,
The red thats bled to shine,
Each tendril entrances and tethers,
The form of fire, most high, sublime.

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