The Fireplace
Hermione is in the Heads' common room, sitting on the floor in front of the fire.
Night after night I sit in front of the fire,
As if I expect something to happen.
The flames burning yellow, orange and red,
The peace it brings to me is well needed.
It burns without a cure in the world,
It will never feel the hurt of hate
And the amazement of love,
Or the combination of the two,
The hurt of love,
The hurt that burns inside my heart.
Then the man of all my dreams walks down the stairs of room,
Does he know the feel of love?
Does he know that I feel love for him?
Oh, I love him so that it hurts deep inside.
Oh my, he is looking at me as I sit by this fire.
There is something different in his eyes,
A warm fire is burning in him.
It is like looking in to a mirror,
That same fire in me when I look at him.
Why is he walking towards me?
That fire in his eyes is burning more brightly.
Oh God please let him feel the way I do.
He is still slowly walking towards me!
"I need to give you something."
He says to me as he still comes closer.
He is so close I can feel his breath on my bare face,
He is inching closer.
He is so close to me now.
And then I wake up.
He is nowhere to be seen.
This happens every night as I sit here by that burning fire!
I hope you liked is. It is another one of these poems that you have to do to get your feelings other even if it is though someone else.
Thanx for reading
Loadsa luv
Cammy77
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