Startled by the smoke rising from below
Thick branches sizzling, moaning,& hissing too
Only thing to be felt by you two

Fighting back resistance; you go up in a blaze
Rushing passion of each flick of a flame
So fascinating to those that walk by your way

Nonstop his wood to spark & rise
Kindlin’ swelling twice it’s size
Flames fondling slender limbs; spread wide

Releasing moisture to steam deep inside
Ravishing licks fading away; subside
Devoured pieces of all kindlin’ in every way

Nothing but ash & sin to win;; today
Energy converted is of it’s display
Passion is what is conveyed

A viciously beautiful serenade