And so the rain fell in torrents and froze upon contact, covering the branches, challenging the tree. So like him.

I was on fire when he came to me....an inferno of emotions, the fire consuming the host.

And his ice formed around me, surrounding me and my internal firestorm, and he quenched the fire...cooled my core, saving me from self-inflicted combustion.

But he was seeking the heat, the fire, the passion... And my heat began to melt his ice.. slowly.. until all that was left was a tree, full of branches and leaves and the spectacular color of green.

Green, the color of renewed life inspired by the sun and the rain.... coming together.