1. FIRE
She moves with Terpsichorean grace
And her dance is pure incantation,
As she exudes warmth o'er the place,
You may forget all of creation.
Your bones, your flesh, she'll devour;
She'll consume you till the end.
She knows no mercy in her great power,
She's but the devil's friend.
When at the start, she but a spark,
A flame your heart desired
Became your wine, your world divine
Your sun, your moon, your stars.
Eternal fire that quenched your soul
Be it for right or naught,
A blinding light for men that fall
for beauty, grace and love.
When all the angels spread their wings,
From the heavens did she fell.
And all ye men did dance and sing
And saved her soul from hell.
Beware oh foolish man
for lorn on heaven's gate!
Begone ! take heed or better run
before it gets too late!
Your arm, sinew, her armor
Your heart, her lethal blade;
Oh yes and all your energies
be drenched and lay to waste.
And how it seems to profit you
When all she takes is life
And may the earth be ashen
For hell's unlawful wife!
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A Woman Named Ba-i
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