Watching that flame rise in the daytime feels like a romantic rendezvous with sunlight. The way it flickers and sways, it's as if the very air is whispering sweet nothings, and each dance of the flames is a love letter to the day. A subtle reminder that in every fiery dance, 𝑰𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒌💫