A flame can roar or gently lean
yet yours was subtle in its start
It warmed the corners left unseen
and stitched new courage to my heart
It traveled softly through my veins
a hush of gold beneath my skin
It soothed the ghosts of old remains
and coaxed forgotten hope to sing
Your flame reshaped my greyest hours
it lit the grief I used to hide
It crowned the fragile with its power
and brought the broken back to pride
No louder blaze could claim your name
no brighter fire could burn the same—
my days were ash before you came
now all my nights are kissed by flame