“I walk through the fire, following her voice and I emerge, singed but not charred. I walked through the fire to her voice. She is my friend. I will always walk through the fire for her, with her. ~ in "Dare the Flame” LoveSelf DiscoveryLove Story Book:Rotten Fruit in an Unkempt Garden: A Memoir in Poetry and Prose Source: Rotten Fruit in an Unkempt Garden: A Memoir in Poetry and Prose