She wanted the fire close to her,

It could burn, but she was attracted.

Wanted to touch, so beautiful

That her eyes were addicted.

There was a lust for dangerously-furious flames, 

For them to swallow her whole, set her soul ablaze

For the wild to have her between its teeth, to numb her conscious state

It was a risk for the thrill.

She walked straight into the fire,

And her skin was glowing red

With the ignition of her long-lost rage.