Natural disaster strikes my body.
Blood boils and stirs my heart.
Embers crack around me, filling the air, stealing my breath.
But you save me.
Clasping your hand in mine.
Bringing me through the fire.
It is you who pulls me home.
With such shock, my heart skips a beat, as it always has. Though, truth be told, I knew you would be there.
Because in the midst of flames, I only hear your name.