Shoes On Fire
Artists temperment afire
never to doubt truth
as one walks his own reality
on not a tightrope of life
but down a road paved with kaliedoscopic colors
flambouyance and brilliance so hot
red, red roses being melted by fire
blending and melding into the sun
as the blue flaming center
is escorted to the blue sky
by a ball of energy wearing a flaming red dress
and wearing blue velvet shoes, decorated in silver hues
Golden orbs of light spray out into the universe
as the artist paints a picture of internal combustion
and calls it Inflamed
as two lovers die of their own passions
By Susan Mills
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