Fiery hair, yet nothing like the fire in her eyes
       Shards of ice, gleaming blue, cool and wise
Temper flares, flames explode
       Forever calm, eternal cold
Living motion, a happy blur
       Shy and quiet, never sure
Blazing power, Ready and quick
       Magic dances on his fingertips
The power flares, darkest black
       Spirit's Song calls her back
Heart that burns wild and free
       Agate eyes that will never see
How quick the temper in ruby orbs
       How fast to draw the well-honed sword
Silky skin, soft as a dove
       Hardest rock, never loved
Waiting and watching, as a sigh unfolds
       Soul's best secret, never told
Ice to calm the blazing heart
       Flames to warm the coldest part