Metal and Fire
Metal gleams in the sunlight
Gunmetal gray
Cold despite the stifling heat
The boy with the metal arm lies in the grass
Miles away, within the confines of military headquarters
Sits a lonely man
A contained flame
Waiting to burst free
The boy of gold and gray is sad
He is alone
He wishes to jump on the next train
He is cold without his flame
The officer is burning up
No way to cool off
His subordinate is absent
Too far to cool him
The boy decides to go
He packs and takes off running for the trainstation
He is determined to shake the chill haunting him
The officer, finished with paperwork
Leaves his office for a walk
He has a feeling, he will be cooled
Quite soon
They meet in a passionate embrace
Balancing each other perfectly