I Slowly Melted

As he searched for me in darkness,

I waited till he reached out to me,

He lit me and I brightened like a wild fire,

Bringing light to the darkness.

I beamed high and danced to the wind,

With slow moves that of a ballet,

That kindled more fire in me,

As I slowly melted infront of him.

Golden red is my color,

Beautiful is my shape and moves,

That would take anyone to deep thoughts,

Of something that doesn’t exist.

Kavitha Patchamalai

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