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Jul 2014
lights my fire
every log placed just
right
stoked with attention
to detail
those wild  flames
  in your eyes
speak volumes
loves and lives
lost and found
a kind face
eventually embraced
by the golden red glow
of burning embers
and sticky sweet
 melted marshmallow
fingers
This was written the other  day  , and it is about my  fiance . His time in the boy scouts   makes  his  fire building skills  excellent. I have  a picture of him over a fire  with the flames   making this awesome  shot  from a trip to  several years ago  we took, and subsequent pictures of other fires  he has made  that brought about this  poem.
AprilDawn
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AprilDawn  F/Kentucky USA
(F/Kentucky USA)   
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   Weeping willow
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