Her Fire

She wasn't beautiful in a conventional way
She was like fire
Her very existence was flames
She could be a wildfire raging
or the soft embers of a dying blaze
She was fierce and warm and undoubtably passionate
She consumed others with an intensity so strong
that they too became a piece of her
Until everyone around her had become an inferno





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