Burning Certainty

this is no whim,
no ‘what if’,
no passing role they are playing,
it is their foundation,
their brick and mortar

he is the fire
pumping through her veins

for him, she is pure energy,
eager phosphorous, 
aching sticks of porous pine
waiting to bend,
a book of possibility,
resting in his hands

and he hungrily strikes her,
again and again and again, 
helping her to unlock her freedom,
to savor his conviction,
allowing her to feel trepidation,  
but matching it with
the encompassing smoke of trust,
true ignition

burning certainty,
never allowing her
to fade to ash

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