Quiet Fire Part 2

A silken breeze caresses
the restless world to sleep,
And scents of night come drifting
in waves so soft and deep.

A feeling barely noticed
awakens deep within,
And quiet fire whispers:
"Slow down. Let it begin…"

Cool air slides across the skin,
a fine and silver thread,
And suddenly the moment
asks to linger here instead.

The sounds once lost in silence
through the stillness of the night,
Now echo somewhere deeper,
growing warmer, soft and bright.

Quiet fire,
Burning within,
Like a tender dream,
Feel the warmth it brings.

Now hear the heart begin
to change its steady beat,
And with each pulse the flame grows,
turning warmth to heat.

The night grows still to listen
to a softly trembling string,
And echoes through the darkness
grow hotter as they ring.

Palms are burning deep within,
the coolness slips away,
The air begins to tremble
as a star wakes in the grey.

Now flames reveal their secret,
their heat too strong to hide,
And shadows fade like vapor,
then slowly drift aside.

Quiet fire,
Burning within,
Like a tender dream,
Feel the heat it brings.

Born deep within…
Quiet fire…
Answered with warmth…
Quiet fire…

Awakened strength…
Quiet fire…
Filled with its heat…
Quiet fire...

Quiet fire,
Burning within,
Like a tender dream,
Feel the heat it brings.