Her embers and glows

She sits staring at her embers and glows tho just what she is thinking nobody knows.. her fire is blazing with luminosity and light..such a sea of flames, a sensational sight..within her wildest imagination she conjures vivid fascination..

With a poker in the hand she prods her fire rising the beacons of brightness higher..smudged smokiness bellows around snapping and crackling such a wonderful sound..as the intensity of heat roseates her cheeks.. the warmth with the cheeriness from her solace she seeks.. her recent bereavement of sorrowful mourn has shrouded her soul, such a defying forlorn

Thru her flickering flutters and flashes of flare she yearns for excitement tho none are found there..left all alone in her solitary plight, she suffers amidst her combustion sight..with quivering lips and dripdrops from her eyes this poor lonely lady scorns her demise..what a wicked woeful worthless world, whilst it snatched her happiness, such heartache unfurled