She Breathes Fire

Her fire burns in copper hues
Trying to maintain a cool, collected blue
Craves for an engulfing affection
Feeding flames
For the taste of her own destruction

Searing passion resonates within her flesh
Smell of rust
Encrusted amber russet
Blood boils in both war and lust alike
Tongue tastes of impure intent
Preaches profusely of peace,
Still her spirit speaks fluently in fight

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