Red Skies At Night!

I showed Raphael my new music video, the one where I’m worshipping the fire – a futile attempt to caress the warm flames without getting burned. He was not pleased. “An obvious parody!” he smirked.
“Of what?” I asked, trying to mask my anxiety.
He paused, scanning his collective memory, stroking his goatee, perhaps for too long, before rephrasing, “It just seems… campy.”
“You fool!” I objected. “Can’t you see? It’s a symbol of my love! My love for…”
But, before I could finish, he interrupted with a snort whilst shaking his head and then taking another bite from his bean burrito.
The cruel beast! The cruel, beautiful beast!