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