The spark and flame were as bright as a bonfire on a dark night,
Dancing embers in the cool air, casting shadows in the light.
Whispers of stories wrapped in smoke, drifting up to the skies,
Each flicker held a memory, each glow a soft lullabies.
The stars twinkled overhead, like secrets just out of reach,
While warmth embraced our laughter, in a language none could teach.
We gathered close in a circle, our hearts woven tight and near,
The world outside forgotten, as we shared what we held dear.
The crackle and pop, a symphony, played on the wooden logs,
As time slipped by unnoticed, like the fading of the fog.
With every spark that soared and fell, we felt a moment’s grace,
A reminder of the fleeting time, and the beauty we embrace.
So let the flames keep burning, let their light guide us through,
For in each bright reflection, lies the warmth of me and you.
And as the night grows deeper, with stars that shine above,
May we hold on to this magic, wrapped in the comfort of our love.
M.A.D. Works 