If you’ve ever felt the flames of romantic love burn out in your heart
Its consuming fire replaced by an intensity, softer but cooler, bright as the stars but possessing of their distant heat,
While fiery embers, alight with fire, red hot lava flowing with power,
Is what you saw in the eyes of your lover,
Then you know the way of fire
You see, dear one. You’re both fires.
Sometimes it is you who burns.
Sometimes it is you who is put out.
That is the way of fire