she was a pyromaniac
with fire in her heart
everything she touched burst into flames
and whispered her name
her aura was flagrant
passion embedded in her speech
she set the hearts she wanted
ablaze with her fingertips
as she graced them with gentle care
her love was an everlasting flame
incapable of being extinguished
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