Flint

Fools play on the deep end.
Longevity may be hard to be.
Innate get togethers our trend.
Not sure if doubt filled he and she.
The start may be our end.

And

Together we lit our flame.
Inside ourselves our warmth grew.
Not knowing the intensity of what came.
Dare we did not, none withdrew.
Each gained and lost, no shame.
Right or not none truly knew.




The fire knew.