Into the Fire
Rickey Rivers Jr.
Maybe you should walk with me?
Into the fire, my love we’ll burn but not implode.
We will become immortal in the flame.
We will burn bright and roar, lighting the towns around us.
Our heat will be felt by the sun and the smoke will reveal our shadows.
You should walk with me there into the greatness of an ember.
Cinders in reflection carry the burning bliss.