Fire

Fire.
It is always burning, always consuming.
It is always hungry for more.
Fire.
It can be kind, but too much of it can be cruel.
It can warm you up on a cold day, or it can burn you.
Fire.
Glowing embers, dancing sparks.
Waves of heat lapping against your skin.
Fire.
It is beautiful, it is entrancing.
And it is deadly.
Category:~Angel Wings~
Category:Poetry