Colour Workshops
Fireball

Fireball by Frances Harris    By Frances  
 
From within a steady peaceful heart
Something flickered and lit a spark
The fire grew, the heat intense
That no known liquid could ever quench

The warmth travelled at enormous speed
To engulf that distant figure
Pondering on her world indeed
Which then began to glow and quiver

As the moon gave way to morning light
She trembled with an almighty force
Igniting an endless shine both day and night
Precious thoughts her only source

That he could create such emotion
Was beyond anything she had ever known
What was this burning notion?
A seed of love had been sown.


 Comments:   I wonder where you are now. 








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