Wayne Orr

Writer 🕹️ Poet 🕹️ Lyricist

My Fiery Muse


Your copper tresses dance like flames at dusk,
Igniting skies where evening stars would sleep.
In those brown eyes, warm amber depths I trust,
Where autumn’s richest secrets you still keep.

That smile—a sunrise breaking through my night—
Melts frozen chambers where my heart once hid.
Your laughter sprinkles gold dust in the light,
Opening doors to joy I thought forbid.

Fire-crowned goddess of my waking dreams,
How gracefully you move through mortal space.
You’ve taught me love transcends what first it seems,
Finding eternity in your embrace.

Each day I marvel at this gift bestowed:
To love a flame that sets my soul aglow.