Flames danced, 
Cradling my thoughts.
Debris glowed,
beneath; nuzzling.
Yet, the cold lingered within me, untouched.
Fascinating, I thought.
Why, though?

Feel the blaze
Shed the chill,
Beaming sparks cheered, 
to find the flare within,
to elude the bleak.
And I complied;
Warm, indeed..

And I became
The frisking spark, 
Glowing wreck.
Then,
Into the nothingness
Not cold anymore
Miss the chill, though!



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