A beautiful flaming cloud reaching into the heavens caught my eye:
A wisp of heated fluff,
textured against the twilight fire/skye,
illuminating the imagination
like coals glowing reds and blues.
It is the minds eye that saw her...
as she danced a solo dance
of flaming twists
shooting fire from her fingers...
burning her image into my soul.


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fire shooting from fingers piercing souls....
such a tribute......
at least it seems to me......
nice job Dave..........