Into the furnace, let me go alone; Stay you without in terror of the heat. I will go naked in–for thus ”is sweet– Into the mysterious depths of the hottest zone. I will not quiver in the frailest bone; You will not note a flicker of defeat; My heart shall tremble not its fate to meet, My mouth gives utterance to any moan. The yawning oven spits forth fiery spears; Red aspish tongues shout my name wordlessly. Desire destroys, consumes my mortal fears, Transforming me into the shape of a flame. I will come out, back to your world of tears, A more energetic soul within a more elegant frame. ~

By ace101

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