A/N- This is a short poem I wrote about the time Chase and Adam spend at the fire when Bree leaves them alone in "Three Minus Bree." Rated T from some dark words. I know it's kinda lame at times. I just wrote it for fun. XD
Oh, Those Fiery Dames
As he looked around the burning place,
And he heard his brother cry,
"Oh Chase,"
And he watched the raising flames
And they danced around in a peculiar way
He could think of nothing
At all to say,
Around the fiery dames.
As they birthed forth and dark black smoke
That got in his eyes,
And made him choke,
That crawled up and along his skin,
And caused a deep terror
To form within,
Oh, the dancing flames.
How he wished that she was there,
With her long chestnut hair,
She could run the speed of sound,
Carry them to safe ground,
From these deadly games.
He could hear his brother calling
As he felt himself weaken,
And he felt the sleep beacon,
Like the happy light,
Like a shining knight,
He sensed the time was right,
To say goodnight.