Shouting loudly

He seemed to stand up, be mighty
Shouting firmly and loudly, he was the skipper
A moment of darkness descends
A thick, tight smoke enclosed
Long screams, deep groans, the burning creak
He was not silent.
He seemed swiftly moving behind the fire
As someone whispered, he smiled
When you lean on
Him felt a hand outstretched
Her dry lips winched simultaneously
His hands are manly silent.