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i.
she has red hair
people say redheads have fiery tempers
they don't know fire
it has no temper
neither does she
so maybe they're right
ii.
she moves like fire
graceful & hypnotic
unpredictable
you don't know how to look away
you never did
iii.
she rebuffs you
and you discover
that rejection
tastes like sour ashes
iv.
you rub your chest
as you watch her
it feels like embers
under your skin
v.
the fire laughs
as she crackles
the smell is sickly-sweet
and coats the back of your throat
you swallow gladly
over & over
because you love her