inside burning floral light

white and gritting grasp

sliding pearls and lava

glittering silver gasp

combust the ivory walls

heat a haunted neck

brushing tiny pebbles

across the silk bedeck

now fly hard with quiver

mount the tempest bloom

bursting from an orchid

a joyous flaming plume

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