Around the dancing flame,
sat the two in darkness tame.
Feeling steady in his mind.
His heart raced, as if being timed.
The trees collapsed,
the tent was thrashed,
by a wind so eagerly approaching.
He didn't notice,
the little rodents,
for it was her heart he planned on poaching.
The sky was falling,
his words were stalling
and he so desperately gasped,
"I need you dear,"
he conquered his fear,
and his hand she did grasp.
And so around a dancing flame.
sat two hearts, together tamed.