Calls the fire out
Burns the ear that listens close
Cheeks it kisses flush

Flame that curves softly
Licks the night air with desire
Teaches to be lit

Birthed as an ember
Fueled for years by softest wind
E're an inferno


- fio Ahaihnio Sabaelnari

Penned by my hand on the 10th of Haernos, in the year 204 MA.