A/N: I hope the readers of my RLNT fics will forgive me for using the site's recent wonkiness to postpone updating and using the 'extra' week to do justice to the end of the current story, A Wolf in the Moonlight, before starting the next adventure. If this poem provides any consolation, I will be a happy writer! For those who haven't read my stories, I hope this poem creates an irresistible urge to do so. :D


-

I'm playing with

fire,

risking pain,

for the chance to feel

warm again.

I tell myself

I'm prudent.

I'll stand back,

and enjoy

heat

from a safe distance.

-

Hands outstretched,

I'm so tempted

by

the flames

beckoning

with fiery fingers.

Slowly,

I inch forward.

-

Drawn,

a moth

to seductive light,

trembling.

I'm so cold.

Would it really hurt

to continue onward?

-

I'm still

protected

from sparks that fly

with wild abandon.

Free

of the smoke

that stung

my eyes at other bonfires.

-

Icy wind

blows

against my skin.

Perhaps

I'll slide a little nearer.

Feel the coldness

recede,

driven back

by the warmth

craved

so badly

I almost cry.

-

If only

fears

faded like mist.

I would

risk the burn

to feel the caress

of shining heat

thawing

frozen places

in my heart.

-

I stare

longingly

at the fire,

praying

for strength

to take another step

closer.

I sigh.

Remus