Taming The Fire Poem by Sam Byron

Taming The Fire



I've got a
funny way
of knowing,
when something
is right.

So,
When you
spoke my name
I knew you
were someone
special.

I was told
by many,
I had a heart
never to be
tame.

Yet,
when I looked
in your eyes
I knew
the diagnosis
was wrong.

For,
you held it
in the palm
of your
hand.

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