The fire, the flame, the ember
A love of worth to remember
The cinders, the smoke, the destruction
Aftermath to be consigned to oblivion

The water, the deep, the sea
Mesmerising but deadly
The cold, the shivers, the overflow
Threatens to engulf me whole

The wind, the calm, the breeze
Evokes a certain kind of peace
The hurricane, the chaos, the steam
Another possible outcome of the extreme

The rose, pretty, enchanting and dainty
Was never meant to be with me
Some flowers were meant to be looked at
Not to be held and never to be had


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