Dr Nick Read

Don’t play with fire.

Giver of life,  

You chuckle, crackle, inspire 

Your energy moves me,

You offer me light and warmth

You are my sun,

My reason, my creation.

Never the same,  

You sway, dance, hypnotise

Seduce with your desire.

Your provocative play,

Makes me steam, melt,

Burn with temptation.

A greedy mistress,

You roar, consume, require  

Nought but disintegration,

Your hot breath, your hiss,

Reduces me to elemental fury

And black resignation.