Loving Fire

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What does it mean to love fire?

Especially when you are ice

Does it mean flinging yourself into the flames

Until you sizzle, pop, melt?

Or does it mean you become a blanket of snow

Smothering ruby tendrils until they diminish

Sleek coals against white dust

And how will you know this love’s end?

By the dimming of the world around you?

Or by the disappearance of your frost?

Or, will you both linger

Hovering in the air, molecules colliding

Bonded together as neither fire or ice