Soulfire

I fell upon a dreadlocked man, with wood he made, with my heart he ran For never before have i known of such inspiring thought and tempting touch So to the forest we made our way, with plans of happy, joyful play The trees did shelter to a degree, but not enough to protect me As we sat faces aglow, around the fire his head hung low For what he said he meant no harm, to save me from his free-spirited charm You may think that denotes the end, for the woodland two that would depend But something quite wonderful happened that night, with flickering flames and souls alight Just like a butterfly held too tight will die, we set it free and watched it fly It landed thankfully on a tree representing what may be Colour, beauty, dancing wings, our friendship began cut loose of strings I found a friend and will always be, there for him as he is for me