Warmth of the Fire

Sat there hunched in the cold of night
trying to keep warm by the fire
arms stretched towards the dancing flames
bright coloured points flashing higher

reds, oranges, yellows and white
flames dance as he starts to thaw through
the glow is reflected in his face
warmth begins to flow from head to toe

he continues to watch this fire
each flame shimmers in the light
like many veiled belly dancers
swaying into the fiery night

extremities tingling in to life
flickering flames warming him now
chattering teeth silenced from the cold
as deep within him, he starts to feel a glow.

© Lis Bull 2013