There instilled in the fires place
a lesbian has met her match .
In fear she hopes
not to burn her blushing spirit
so
-quickly-
in Her Dance of Fire!
So
-slowly-
take hold her burning flame
thou are fully at rest in her healing sweat
so
-happily-
Gaze into her smoldering blaze
And hear her crackling whispers
that awaken passion and warm their naked spins
so
-calmly-
Touched by the lesbian match infront of her
she ends the brightness of her fire to smoldering
wood and fumes to darken ashes
so
-silently-
The lesbian match curls and lay
in wait for thou bonfires
next inspiration
so
-definitely-
with
Her Dance of Fire!
ŠVivian M Muska, April 1997