Fire
By CassieJoeB
The dancers swim around They move upwards always I can feel the heat I take a dancer in my hand She twirls and blows in the wind Till she is gone The glow warms my face And I stare at my hands Now I feel the pain My hands have been burned. Written July 14th, 2001 © on Jul 13 2001 05:10 PM PST 0 • 10
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"The dancers swim around..."