I PRAYED FOR FIRE

You told me that you love me but that you're afraid you're not ready to let someone love you and that, though the future may hold a place for us, the present is going to be static electricity and we'll have to go slow to see if it can be conducted without lightning striking. But you told me all this in Russian and I don't speak Russian, so that when we pressed ourselves into one another, you prayed for warmth while I prayed for fire.