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Array ( [sid] => 18964 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Wild Fire [time] => 2003-06-13 03:25:00 [hometext] => For all the pyros out there, lol. [bodytext] => The flame dances,
Its veils of light twirling, spinning,
An intricate, hypnotizing performance.
The dancer of flame...
Eyes of seduction,
Hair whipping with the wind,
Her tears of joy, the sparks of life,
Free, untamed,
Wild...
She dances through the forest,
Her laughter, her roar, the crackle of her precious flame gown,
She allows the breeze to lead her movements, flowing like the wind,
Her dress billowing elegantly before her.
She is truly happy here,
She is free, and wild...
Her power, her fury,
So beautiful yet so frightful in all its glory,
She is love, she is passion,
Yet you cannot touch her, and this she knows...
Regardless, she wants to touch you,
To embrace you,
To hold you,
To consume the very essence of your being...
Oh... How she sings...
With her call of freedom,
Her promise of power,
The heart of her passion, her flames....
All bound within the heat of her bosom, dancing...
Longing for yet, more freedom...
The searing seduction within her eyes,
The beauty of her dance, her garb, her hair, her arms....
The love of her kiss, her lips for flame...
Her dance of freedom,
The untamed,
The wild....
She is the flame,
The wild fire... [comments] => 6 [counter] => 252 [topic] => 27 [informant] => ravenblack_phoenix [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => NaturePoetry )

Wild Fire

Contributed by ravenblack_phoenix on Friday, 13th June 2003 @ 03:25:00 AM in AEST
Topic: NaturePoetry

The flame dances,
Its veils of light twirling, spinning,
An intricate, hypnotizing performance.
The dancer of flame...
Eyes of seduction,
Hair whipping with the wind,
Her tears of joy, the sparks of life,
Free, untamed,
Wild...
She dances through the forest,
Her laughter, her roar, the crackle of her precious flame gown,
She allows the breeze to lead her movements, flowing like the wind,
Her dress billowing elegantly before her.
She is truly happy here,
She is free, and wild...
Her power, her fury,
So beautiful yet so frightful in all its glory,
She is love, she is passion,
Yet you cannot touch her, and this she knows...
Regardless, she wants to touch you,
To embrace you,
To hold you,
To consume the very essence of your being...
Oh... How she sings...
With her call of freedom,
Her promise of power,
The heart of her passion, her flames....
All bound within the heat of her bosom, dancing...
Longing for yet, more freedom...
The searing seduction within her eyes,
The beauty of her dance, her garb, her hair, her arms....
The love of her kiss, her lips for flame...
Her dance of freedom,
The untamed,
The wild....
She is the flame,
The wild fire...

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Re: Wild Fire (User Rating: 1 )
by MoonlitAngel on Friday, 13th June 2003 @ 05:43:54 AM AEST
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The leprechaun tells me to burn things....

BURNING BUSHES!!!!!!

sorry never mind. lol I'm a little weird tonight. I really enjoyed this though, as a huge fan of fire. Great job! Gonna go play with fire now. Look Mommy, the house is burning...

~ Moonlit

Re: Wild Fire (User Rating: 1 )
by tease_whizz on Friday, 13th June 2003 @ 07:20:32 AM AEST
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beautiful, exotic rhythm in this and the imagery is dark and destructive as well as wild and sensual. you have a great way with words. Kate x

Re: Wild Fire (User Rating: 1 )
by starkindler on Friday, 13th June 2003 @ 09:59:23 AM AEST
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I love the imagery in this poem. It's beautiful.

Oh...And you don't have to be a pyro to like this poem! :-) lol.

*Starkindler*

Re: Wild Fire (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Friday, 13th June 2003 @ 12:05:54 PM AEST
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being that i Live in a forest and every year we have to face fires and possibly loose our homes, families, pets, and lives... standing on our mountain seeing these flames, smelling wood burning, wind blowing it our way; i have mixed feelings, but the poem is very well done and discriptive; fire as dangerous as it is, is very powerful, me, i'll take the well banked campfire thank you very muchly, hugs n' love nessa

Re: Wild Fire (User Rating: 1 )
by Daydreamer on Friday, 13th June 2003 @ 11:16:50 PM AEST
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I enjoyed this poem. Yes fire is dangerous but it is also very beautiful and warm. I like the description and the rythm of this poem. Great work. `daydreamer`

Re: Wild Fire (User Rating: 1 )
by hardcoreputa on Sunday, 15th June 2003 @ 02:23:53 AM AEST
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i am definutly a pyro... just wanted to say i loved the poem... i could not help but flicker my lighter as i read it... great work keep it up ~Apryl

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