Poetry inspired by a gulf coast sunset.
I wonder if she's fire and light?
Her own source of radiance...?
Unlike the wildfires that blaze in the west,
She wills enough not to burn what she loves.
Only to burn the things that fall into her path for her dismay.
Oh yes, she will burn those along the way.
And then what is left of her fire and light?
Warmth,
...is what she brings when her light will touch the shadows.
Her elegance, her passion, her intolerance of disgrace.
A good heart for her is a safe place.
A protector she is, a fraud she is not.
Let your jokers meet her authenticity.
And bring a genuine revival for us all.
-NJ
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