Tempestuously I breathe
fire, fervor, luminosity -
and nothing escapes
its passionate
but destructive embrace -
a deadly grip I let squeeze
every ounce of control from me.
Mercurial in nature,
I succumb to violent blasts
of enkindled radiance
culminated within,
it forces its way out -
an explosion of fiery furor
leaving everything around me
scorched to ruin.



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