Her Embers And Glows

Tho just what she is thinking, well 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