I have chosen to bathe in Fire br And my love has chosen Ice br Yet she is my hearts only desire br And she finds me easy to entice br br You would think that our opposition br To bring us unwanted dismay br But this mild complication br Has never bothered us in any way br br Some would assume that the Ice would melt br Instead it sits in the midst of the flames, compleatly intact br What we have is unlike anything I've every felt br And that is a simple fact br br Others would expect the Fire to become tame br And be reduced to mere specks of light br Instead it became a stronger flame br That burns hot and bright br br I have chosen to bathe in Fire br And my love has chosen Ice br Together we each magnify the others power br Without the slighest sacraficebr br Tyrone Wingfieldbr br