beauty is you sharp dancing along your luminous light, dangerous upon your fragile ankles, the potential to “bring down the house,” beauty is you I look at you and feel your passion, if not tamed correctly while seated, we all become dancers with you...
such pain and beauty, such hypnotizing mastery, you’ve thawed this coldness inside me,
I must have you so i shall reach...
I want to dance
- a.r. Camm
Whether it’s a campfire or in the fireplace... I always have this nagging temptation to reach.