Fire Dancer

[billy]

no line by line as it's in basic. a few things, first off while it seems to have a few cliche's they don't interfere with the poem in a away as to weaken it too much. the opening three lines are cliche but because of the poem that follows works. i think it's [naive] though the usa has some funny spellings . flickering feels a little weak a suggestion would be flicking or licking.
watch out for words like but, only use them if they add something. watch out for redundant words mystery unspoken. unspoken is a given if it's a mystery.

i do think you could do something with the enjambment and thereby raise the poem a couple of levels. not change the words, just rearrange some of the sentences.

My mother
gently warned me
not to play with fire.

Too hot,
too dangerous-
my nieve skin would shrivel with exposure to the elements.

So I circled lazy pirouettes
away from the flames
flickering towards me,
begging to step into
the lulling rhythm of my hips.

But as my dance grew more elaborate,
the flames began to whisper,
spilling freshly brewed secrets
from a place of wisdom I had yet to explore.

You silenced the flames
with an air of mystery unspoken;
tamed their childish actions
and revealed yourself
as the subject of their forum.

I reached for your hand
to invite you
into the privacy
of my dimly lit studio.

A single candle
set in the middle of the room
to guide our footsteps,
but held at a safe distance from my delicate figure.

The flame acknowledged the power our steps held
and grew to accommodate their presence.

My mother
warned me
not to play with fire.
But here I danced,
hopelessly entranced by the flame
I was cautioned against.