Cool smoldering coals
Flickering in the starlight, finding life-
heat rising, vivid orange rapidly growing
Higher, higher, out the cracked window frame.
When he touched, the fire grew.
It engulfed the walls, licked the floor,
blew out the wicked candles, took the words,
racing, racing, through the door.
Heart beat quicken, veins pump
the deep crimson lava
Gone is the cold, gone is the dark.
Flame here to stay.
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