Share my fire

As a little boy I wandered the world alone.
I wandered the woods doing boy things, battling foes and dragons of evil
I danced and sang, I was alone I was invincible.
My solitude, my strength.

Once upon a time, I was battling the legions of Doom, and a new sight came before my eyes.
I strange being sitting there cold and wet and crying.
I crept up, thinking for sure this is a ploy of evil to catch me off guard, night was falling the rain cold and wet.

I came upon this creature she was sweet, beautiful, wet and cold. My heart melted and felt a feeling that I could not describe.
I sheathed my sword (a mighty sword of oaken branch)
I came from the shadows that were my home.
I said are you an angel? And why are you crying?
She said my name is Angel and I am crying cuz I lost cold and wet. I have no food and am hungry and have no way home.

My heart melted and sang,

I said to her little girl come share and sit by my fire.

I made a fire and shared my samiches, she came close to me and we shared warmth.
I circled her in my arm, and held her through the night soothing her fears and warming her,
She fell asleep in my arms, I looked down and murmured “Rest well little girl and share my fire, I will protect you and warm you, Share my fire little angel.

She awoke when the day was warm and sky was blue, birds singing and flying as they always do.
We talked and played my wonder and joy at this new creature growing with each laugh and touch.
Her eyes soft sweet and blue, Hair red and fiery. Her skin pale with hundreds of freckles,
We walked and talked and played finding her way home, at last we found where she called home,
She looked at me, this little girl did, she kissed my cheek and said thank you sweet boy, you have befriended me and guided me home,
You are Sweet, Where do you live? Perhaps I can visit you there someday.
I said no little sweet girl, I have no home but the wilderness, I am alone in this world.
Go to your home and your family you are safe now, Go now.
I turned and walked away pretending to not feel , not to not love this little angel whom I found, I walked away into my woods, tall strong and proud, inside my heart was weeping and crying I had never felt such pain, I glanced swiftly behind me hoping to catch a glance of my fire headed angel. I saw her, her face drawn as if to cry “WAIT COME BACK Little boy”
But as her mouth opened her family saw her and soon swept her up in their arms. Tears running down my face a pain deeper then any I had ever known rending and tearing my heart, I slide to the shadows and watched. I whispered to the air and the spirits “Come share my fire little girl. Come share my fire, for I will protect you and warm you, Share my fire little angel.


As the years go by I grow older and stronger, I find myself watching this little girl, this redheaded angel, this little girl who changes from little girl to young woman.
I stay away, my heart beating hard against my breast each time I look at her, they find me and make me join the world.
To learn the ways of man, and commerce, I still go to the woods but fewer and far between, and still I remember her a red headed little angel. I am working and learning.
As I walk in this city this town, it is big and unfriendly but I know my way, Though away from my woods, I find the shadows and move in them. I go about my business learning and making money, one rainy day I hear a cry, I run to the sounds and I see a woman with red hair being attacked by thugs/hoodlums, I jump into this battle seeking to protect and innocent, I slashed at and kicked, they try to cut me, I defend and dodge, I smash ones nose and down he goes, another I kick his knee cap loose and down he falls a toe to groin and he stays down, the last one leery and dangerous, the ground damp from the rains, I glance to my left and I see a face scared and pale and eyes of blue, I falter can it be my little angel?
He slices my upper arm drawing blood, I gasp in pain and spin back at him, I catch him with my right fist the cheek bone splitting it open, his blood run down his face mixing with the rain that is starting to rain down heavier. I block his next swing, and catch him and knock him down, I growl an animal sound from deep in my chest and my heart, I see the angel is bleeding, I attack as he get up, punching with lefts and rights, and a forearm smash across his face and he hurls back against a wall his head hitting hard, he goes down to stay. I catch my breathe and say to her Little girl are you ok?
She looks at me and eyes go wide, she says “Little boy from the woods?” Is that you?”
I laugh and hold my arm and say “Yes Little Angel how are you? Let’s go someplace safe, Come share my fire little girl, Please come share my fire”
She gets up and comes to me, her body full and ripe, her hips swelled and breasts full, her face though wet beautiful, her eyes blue and sweet, she says “yes I will come and share your fire little boy, I will share your fire.”
We go to my little apartment, no fire do I have for such a meager place but I do turn up the heat and offer a hot shower and to dry her clothes.
I hear her laugh as she showers the steam coming from the bathroom door, I take off my clothes and hers and put into dry, I get on some dry clothes and place out my heavy warm dark blue rob for her to wear. I bandage my arm, this is not my first wound but one of many over the years the pain is tolerable.
As she showers, I fix some food and pour some wine, she comes out drying off in a large maroon fluffy towel, I hand her the robe, and motion for her to sit on the couch I bring her food and wine, and say “Come share my fire and my food, little girl, Come share my fire.”
We sit and talk as if we never parted laughing and talking touching each other in sweet wonderful ways, sitting close, til at last the days wanes as does she, she falls asleep laying her head on my lap, I look down and feel my heart swelling and feeling as it did when I was but a young and wild boy. I look down upon her sleeping beautiful face and whisper “Come share my fire little girl. Come share my fire, for I will protect you and warm you, Share my fire little angel.”
I fall asleep myself and when I awake she is gone, a note with a smile and a heart is all I have of her visit.
I look into my mirror and say “Come share my fire little girl. Come share my fire, for I will protect you and warm you, Share my fire little angel.” And I cry.


As the years roll by some slowly others swiftly I think now and then of the little redheaded girl, my Angel but I go on and do as I need to work, fall in love and play.
Working in the world of man winning and losing, laughing and crying, but always feeling alone.
My heart heavy and dark as my last relationship ends, what is wrong with me, why can’t I find love and happiness, for someone to love me as I do them?
Why must I always be last on the list, the after thought?
Must I always be the lost boy, the one alone in the woods? Where is the one to love me, cherish me, the thought of the little red headed angel traipses across my mind. I smile and feel a tear in my eye.
Is the holiday season I go to the party as I am required forms and social duties BAH! and near do well ideas, I stand alone at the party gazing at the happy couples, kissing and laughing, secrets only they know, knowing looks and touches.
I turn my back to the party over looking the city, looking down upon the lights and cars,
I hear a soft cough, and softer touch upon my arm, I growl inside, what meaningless pleasantry do I have to deal with now???
I steel myself and start to turn, out of the corner of my eye, I catch red hair, and pale skin (dare I hope?) I turn and there she stands, Radiant and beautiful, her hair red and shining her eyes the blue of a warm spring day, he skin pale yet with hundred of sweet freckles, my breathe catches, her curves and fullness make me hunger, I put aside that thought, as I look she speaks “Boy is that you again after all these years?? I came back but it was too long, life got hectic and by time I got to find you, you were gone.” she says.
I have thought of you these many years loving some but never as much as I love you, I have finally found you and I come to ask you “Little boy will you share my fire? Please little boy come and share my fire” soft tears in her eyes she looks at me for the answer.
I say no little girl I will not share your fire, I will share our fire, I ask you little girl will you come with me and share our fire?
We now share our fires and our lives, both having found the love we were looking for, the universe smiles, goddess and her mate smiles, we are blessed.
My Angel and I ask “Will you come and share our fire? Please come and share our fire, we will protect and love you, as we love each other,”
I look at my little angel and whisper come little girl and share my fire”