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.