She danced in his fire
Cause he lit it in her path
When she moved to go around the flame
He called her by name
He boast of the fires warmth
He celebrated the brightness of the embers
She was cold
Had forgotten what real fire felt like
Even tho she still dreamed
Hot steam dreams that left her colder than ever
He saw the desire in her eyes
He touched her hair and admired her feathers
She spread her plumage all golden
Purple green and soft iridescent bluezzz
In every shade from cry to sky
He sank into her hands and head
Praising and exclaiming he drank her waters
Pleading for more
She was generous
She was abundant
He sailed on the waters
Rowing with her feathers
The fire was warm
The dance never begins
In the first 60 seconds of a minute
before the afterglow had faded
He and his fire were gone