Red Flames

“Where there is a sparkle plenty, there must also be, a roaring fire, eventually” Gun Roswell

Red Flames

A sort of a sophisticated device
Landed, on the top of the table so fine
And then, without too much of an advice
I started staring, in to those flames so stable, and oh so very alive
The warmth of the dancing red life
Got me thinking firstly, but eventually, I got comfortably tired
And then, with a huge, content smile
I fell into a slumber, all the while
The fire kept on burning, but there was no dire
Only comfort of the slightly roaring fire
Letting me gently sleep and dream, of all things nice
Until it was time to move along the isle

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