In that corner of brick and coal Lay still the fire burning in serenity Ladies in silk, gentlemen in gold watches, can't help but notice Its dancing flame lighting the room.

A complete flaring iridescence There were specks of blue, orange, yellow, and green And red conquered the magnificent spectrum. In her shinning corner, her thoughts began to meander.

Everyone stopped, admired, and walked away Slowly, sweetly, solitude waltzes in her way Every shadow of her graced flame, she realized she needs company.

Then came a fly, delinquent and fragile
Fascinated, she whispered her hiss of "hi"
Hovering in the spectacle, he felt her warmth
Such beauty, he plunged, lost in her yearning flame.