Étincelles and flames

A blizzard blazed across the brook
And froze the tarn to fire
A shadow that once evaded arrest
Gave in,to desire

Crackle,hiss,blaze and thrive
The Burning,Raging Fire
Modesty being what I had saved
Crumbled before the pyre

The Crimson-Cerise-Damask roses
Burnt and melted to blood
Carnage and Gore bathed the senses
That crept alive under the bud

Every last primrose tuft
Throbbed alive at Fire’s touch
Begging to witness Torment again
Fire’s appeal was such!


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