An Ode To Flames
it was an accidental coincidence,
as two flames met in the forest, dense.
both of them met in a graveyard,
before this, when someone doomed.
each tongue told whooshing the other;
in exclamation, accompanied by a gesture,
their hands swept the bushy head over
in talent, from front to back in tremour.
yet they gave hands and words each other.
ans strolled and strolled in dextrous flair.
until swaying in the breeze they entered
the pitch-blend dark cave as they dared.
they saw some strangers groping, as they
in great rejoice, were sure to fire away.
both of them started dancing in ecstasy,
and hugged and kissed in a mood, so easy.
as they became a virtual bride and groom,
the men in the cave enlightened to bloom.