He said, “This is my new flame” to which I exclaimed, “This is my forest fire.”

For is it not evident that we are star-crossed lovers

lighting paths for unfolded tomorrows;

hurling balls of fire, emblazing a cold, dark space.

We have found happiness in each other’s arms;

strength in each other’s presence,

It’s an inferno of love

for now, and to burn forever more.

– Chris George

February 14, 1993