La Fiamma
Her hair, radiant sun yellow,
infused with vaporous blue-violet,
tipped with the softness of orange flame.
Her warmth fills the room as she dances,
mesmerizing, alive, untamed.
La Fiamma—
a beautiful, dangerous companion,
her touch igniting plank and passion.
Now face to face,
her breath is hot, enticing, so inviting.
Not too close, she is fire.
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