January 8, 2008
Her silk dress
Sits quietly across her slender waist
As the fire dancing around her
Sends warmth into the night air

The blanket of sand beneath her
Quickly scatters away
As she twirls, laughing
Feeding life to the calming flames

She falls gently to the ground
The pale sand against her flushed skin
She looks up towards the silent stars
As the heat slowly dies to mere sparks

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