Day 319: I Dream of Flames

If I could be anything, I would be fire, stirring the heart, so it would never tire. Buring brightly and hot, a temptation for all, but alas, only the strongest would not fall. Within my flames, all the colours would reside, passionately devouring the lies that we hide. Flames mesmerize with reflections of truth and… Continue reading Day 319: I Dream of Flames