Light the Fire

The fire has been lit
Struck by a match of your words
From your mouth fire is born and received
Left on my tongue the taste is sweet
Intrigue for the unforgettable burns on your lips
I am fearless in the quest for something different
I won’t leave you behind for we desire the same things
A quest for something only found in dreams
But for those of us who truly believe
Dreams can manifest themselves into our everyday lives
You walk in the light of your own making
Be true to who you are and your light will shine forever
Light the match, start the flame
Let the Phoenix inside rise to claim its rightful place.


Dean Jéan-Pierre
5-30-06…3pm
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(" You walk in the light of your own making" I love that line...strikes a chord)