I stare into the embers
Nothing keeping them alive but one another
[they’ve reached it, their point of no return]
These dancing shapes are just like us
[though they know better than to show it]
They speak! In frantic burrs and whispers
And I (questioning their innocence)
Listen to their talk and chatter
Let the smoke mislead maturity
[its talent after all]
Align my life with that of fire
[keep writing, theres no second chance tonight]
And the fire grows, the flames get higher
Love: it spreads like wildfire
[on a sandy beach]