Fire Dreams This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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   Dreams reflected

in the glowing embers

of your eyes



Fire licks

its greedy tongue

across the night



Hands raised high

in protest

to the raging wind



Bodies huddled close

seeking shelter

from the cold



You smile down at me

your eyes are warm

your hands are soft



I thought I only knew

such bliss in dreams



But dreams, like fire

must flicker, fade and die



I try to clasp my fingers

'round the scene

... but it's too late



The cold and dark and you

all swallowed up



I kick the silent ashes

and walk away




This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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