Sunday, November 27, 2005

Fire and Ice


When you are near, the sun's light shines,
your absence clouds the brightest day.

Your touch warms the coldest nights,
your smile, the coldest hearts.

The blazing fire you represent
is all more noticed when it's gone.

When your blaze turns away,
even a summer breeze seems cold.

Though I live my life by fire,
you can make my heart ice.

Winter's chill has come,
by your own design.

Two flames make twice the light,
separate, they quickly burn out.

Will you see that I am your fire,
before mine goes out?

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