flame licking wick boldly burning down caressing braided cotton brightly blazing wild dancing glistening sweat drops red fire glowing orange fire glowing yellow smoking heat expands sparks crackle roaring into blue glory
poem
Flames
I sat next to her under the dark blanket of the sky that was spotted with stars unlike anything we could see in the city. But they were nothing compared to the way that her eyes twinkled from the light of our fire. Her laughter hung in the air – a sound more pleasant than … Continue reading Flames