fire boy, lit by ember conquered, a life express flame cusped and embraced, face burning of boy to man in bravado of youth, sun juice tenderly hath graced a twig, leafed and subtle, days long quietly, unto a mast. hues of ember glow lilt to oft, a night life express counsel with Gaia, weeps and dreams twinkling in upright wonder of omega, teetering on loose footing.
do you have a light, she asks. an iota reflect, dare to pierce mine eyes, burnt of embers, a light? be it of mine fire? an ancient yes.