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The Flame
This flame, started out rough, as a spark,
And when it started blazing it was put out.
In the damp fire place I lit it up again, and again it lit the world up.
It made me glow, it made my eyes sparkle, but I kept my distance,
Afraid to come near in fear of getting burned.
But I inch toward it, and it's warmth consumes me
And makes my icy heart melt in a feeling that is familiar, but not quite the same.
When the flame leaps out of place, I jump back and hide myself
Because in my mind this wonder is dangerous.
It settles down,
But the desire to have it leap out again is intense
It inches it's way,
Gradually, slowly,
To me.
And while I'm afraid, I'm also happy.
This flame has a choice,
It could do so many things.
But along the main line,
It could bring me warmth and light, and keep me alive and safe,
Or it can burn and kill me.
I reach out to it now and then, just to test it.
But as soon as I hear a crack or a pop
I pull back because I know
It'll hurt.
But yet I still give it more fuel,
I still nurture it,
Even when I get over heated.
I work on its flaws and do what I can to ease this flame's hesitation So it can blaze even brighter, Reach even higher,
But yet I myself do not improve.
It wraps it's heat around me and my heart, and it starts to even warm up my soul,
Who has been long asleep
For centuries,
And it awakes faster than the speed of light.
One day, I come over,
This is the day I'm going to
Finally open up.
And I reach out my hand,
And the sounds no longer bother me.
When my hand reaches the center...
To my amazement, the fire doesn't burn at all.
I am mesmerized as I watch the warm beauty wrap around my hand,
Even when it balls into a fist.
In fact. It starts to hold on,
Tight, not intending to let go.
And then I know.
I don't try to pull away anymore.
The fire crawls up my arm and wraps itself over me, like a thick cape.
And only then do I rise,
Only then do I begin to see myself change,
But I'm not afraid of changing.
Time will make me stronger,
And as I get older,
I'll realize why that flame never hurt me.
Then I'll know.
I'll know how true love feels.
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