Into The Fire – Erin McCarley
Love coveted, colored in ashes, a small salamander born out of the fire, on her laptop screen’s wallpaper.
Her profound humbleness, the way she talked deep from her pain-struck soul.
The roaring, thundering, scream of passion, compassion in that soft silky voice; her delicate story she lived and shared, her dream for herself and for her family.
Her speaking, sparkling, kind, kindled glassed eyes, her without the makeup fabrication, the real her, the courageous, gorgeous her.
A red pimple underneath her nose, the messy hair, the wit, the mind, the confidence, her sweet smile.
I met a girl today.
– ej –