Fire Whirls

Fire whirls like a dervish
in a caftan of red and gold silk.

Fire twirls like a ballerina
in a tutu of red and orange taffeta.

Fire curls and spirals like a figure skater
in a gown of red and blue sequins.

Fire is a dancer who is dangerous.
Fire is a dancer who is out of control.

Yet, fire is a dancer who can enchant and enthrall
in her gown of red and gold
red and orange
and red and blue sparkling and sparking.

Yet, fire can kill with a look
with just a touch
with a heartless laugh
as she dances her dance.

September 2019 Writing Prompts

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