The dance of fire in my eyes
But it’s not hot! It’s cold as ice...
Its absolute self-sacrifice
Can hit the heart like a sharp knife...
It hurts the body like a bite,
It’s free like wind that’s blowing in the sky!
Its beauty is unique but all the time
It is so cruel! Same as blind...
It brings to us a silent sign,
It cries without tears but lies...
Cos it just doesn’t want to die!
This fight of nature blows my mind...
It makes us scared but brings light,
We don’t have any place to hide!
Cos we are always in its sight!
But fire’s soul is lonely... Same as my...
The dance of fire
© Copyright: Дмитрий Жуйков, 2006
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