She felt heat vibrantly envelope
her cells interior structures
barraged by showers of fire,
melting and remolding her will
into a being of torrid propensity.
She spun in sweeping circles
twirling out licks of heat
in her kindled intensity, feverish
and fugitive; she was aflame!
Her core burned like a furnace,
producing gyrating snakes of fire
that side-whipped and coiled
about her radiant flesh.
She wondered if she would implode
when inner fuels limit was reached.
Or maybe she would explode
into a space-flung nova
hurling her life-flames
beyond her ability to see;
then, she screamed with
agonizing ecstasy – and disappeared.

Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 9/21/04