Kari, this is so beautiful. Your poem is my joy dot today. Thank you for sharing!

Bevy

: The Dance of the Flame

: When I breathe you dance.
: When I hold my breath you stand
: still.
: From the hottest shades of blue you
: stretch upwards into a warm
: buttery yellow.
: Your beauty lights the way and it
: also casts the most beautiful
: shadows.
: I love the way you dance and the
: warmth that you bring.
: Watching you dance warms my insides
: while being close to you warms my
: face.
: You twist, you turn, you stretch, you
: bow; you dance to the rhythm of my
: breath.
: You inners glow red like the coals of
: a fire.
: I can see its reflection in the
: watery wax below.
: Your dancing is reflected there to.
: It reminds me of the moon dancing on
: the ripples of a lake.
: You burn with passion and dance with
: joy.
: When I breathe you dance.
: I never want to hold my breath again.

: Kari