Fire is what you found my love and in the most unlikely place-- fire from a cool well, fire from a sleeping coal-- You came for clay still damp and lax You came with hands to sooth and save-- And yet I burst to seething flame and broke the vessel in the kiln
my love
and in the most unlikely place--
fire from a cool well,
fire from a sleeping coal--
You came for clay
still damp and lax
You came with hands
to sooth and save--
And yet I burst
to seething flame
and broke the vessel
in the kiln