A mothers crooning ignites the comfort of her infant child

With embers of love stirred by whispered breeze, followed by

a warm caress with her hand.

 

A young man picks flowers grown the by heat of the Sun

in a bunch held in his sweaty hands

giving them to his flame, his love.

 

A father works hard in the heat of day, flames of exhaust spitting from his machines

Sweating and thinking

of making pay for a family.

 

A young woman baking bread in a hot kitchen

thinking of a young man and his flowers

singing.

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All around  a watery world, filled with clouds, sky, and blue

there exists

fires of the heart never to be destroyed

by flame.

 

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