Hey, there you are again
What a coincidence. I am here again
Well, we both are, like yesterday
Are those rolling motion shoes?

Oh, that's a birthmark
here, you mean, you point
right here? no
don't come any closer!

     You're already scorching me!
     you ignite my imagination
     it starts to burn
     the smoke clouds me

     and I like to blaze splendidly
     until nothing is left of me
     and then arise again, jump
     again, into the fire

     of desire
     dance in the flames
     glow together forever
     Where shall we meet?

     I'd like to get to know you
     although I wonder:
     does fire know the bodies
     to which it jumps?