Fire

It licks at his boot, but dosen't ignite.

It scorches her feet, making her scream.

It swirls around his head, but dosen't burn.

It lites her hair on fire, making her collapse in agony.

He is unscathed, at least it seems.

She is burned to a crisp, dead and gone.

He isn't burned, he is intact,

But his heart is cracked.