Relationships are like fires
They start with friction, or a spark, or another flame
Some light quick, while others smolder,
waiting for the right condition to ignite
Once lit, they are all spectacularly brilliant.
A dancing flame seeking fuel to grow.
Some burn bright, like a newspaper page, then die.
Some slowly build energy and burn with lasting flame.
And some smolder for years, hot coals refusing to turn to ash.
My heart seeks fire.
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