The Fire Walker

Can you still remember

the day when we first met?

It was a hot night.A beach party.

And you were the night’s

first fire walker –

We gathered around

to see you walking barefooted

over burning coals and hot stones.

I could see the fire reflected

in other people’s eyes,

around me

as the night was filled with jeers

and cheers.

That night, we met up,

we hooked up –

our feelings were like slivers

of fire under the soles of our feet.

 

And I also walked

over that bed of embers, remember?

but unlike the others, I didn’t know

the future blistering days

were coming right

behind me.

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