Yes, it did keep me warm on cold, lonely nights
Its glow presenting to me such delight,
And indeed I yearned for it often times,
And I wouldn't know what I would do
But for its familiar paternal presence...
But,
I just got so precariously close
that I could have singed in the flames,
or the alluring blue and yellow dancers
Could have devoured me, my idea of me.
I recoiled just in time, in the nick of time...
How strange that the very life-giving fire
Can engulf you in a deathly embrace!
