Fire that we warm our hands by. Warm glow of heat and light.
Something’s dying, giving up it’s sugary soul,
And sweet light heats my fingers, warm on my hands and face.
Spirit of the sun, free again to light this moment, this dance of hearts.
Star-fire, free again to sail the sea of night.

Fire that sizzles as it touches meat, the smell rising…hunger rising.
I breathe the hunger -- sharp and eager breath -- and it lights the fire within,
the flame of desire. Like flame to dry paper, the smell consumes me.
 
Desire. I spill my spirit to fuel the flame. Burn brighter!
Leap up and dance the dance of life!
Whirl around the fire that roars within, rising like the wind.
Soul-fire, free again to shout!

Fire of love, glowing like an ember, breathe my breath.
Flare and crackle. I hear the hissing suction of your breath.
Drink my soul and feed the flame of power.