Smoke fills the air,
we are aware.

As we sit and talk,
the evening stalks.

The subtle sparks,
the night, dark.

The fire is a light,
the black is a fright.

The scorching air crawls my skin,
the darkness lingers, the evil twin.

A side with blazing, red, hot heat waves,
the other side, cold and it misbehaves.

The dissonance, twas' a blissful feel,
and so my mouth kept sealed.

and so my mouth kept sealed,
and my mouth kept sealed.