Fire flowing, dancing, glowing -
dreaming, breathing, ever-knowing.
Fire streaming, never-ending-
playing, flying, laughing, bending.
Dreaming fire, I see you fly -
in a dance of grace in night-time sky.
Let me fly with you in dreams -
give me a world more than it seems.
For a time I lost the dance -
now I think I'll take my chance.
Give me wings and let me fly -
I want to burn, I want to try.
08.24.05

© Tyranny

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