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The Fire Dance


The Fire Dancer

I lit up a candle
And walked on out
But then I stopped when I saw a spark
I turned around and saw this figure
In the flame
Dancing from left to right
Around the candle wax she flew upon
Spitting her flaming her hair in the air
I sat down and watched as she dance
It was like the fragrance of love touching my heart
As she sang her song
My love reached out for her
The one I have been waiting for the fire of my soul
My lover is so far away yet when I light this candle I see her
Why?
I ask myself is love so great her love for me is the greatest
She sits in her Sydney home at her candle she sees me dancing in the flames I guess love
Is a true fire in our souls
As the fire dancer fades the next morning I wake up
And venture on to meet my love

Submitted: Tuesday, July 14, 2009

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