The fire is set,
And my computer waits.
I light the paper
And flames leap into action.
The flames dance and consume the wood with hunger.
With a click of the mouse, I open my soul for you.
I wait patiently for you to arrive.
You arrive and I feel your warm welcome,
As the fire crackles with satisfaction.
Time stands still
As we send sweet nothings to each other.
Alas the time has come again
For us to leave each other.
The fire has nothing more to feed on
And the flames just flicker.
Soon, just a bare blank screen gazes at me
And black wood simply remembers.
- Gardenmouse
Canberra, Australian Capital Territory, Australia.
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