Jun 12, 2024, 10:52 AM

Master оf the flames 

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An explosion of glowing vivid desires,
He draws near, dances, inspires,
He purifies the souls with fires.
Angelic voices, divinity's choirs.


Flames of myst ignite his gaze,
Enveloping in a fairytale haze,
A ruler he stands, hearts in command,
We bow before his graceful hand.


Oh, let me be charmed, I implore,
And kneel before you, forevermore,
With a gesture elegant, regal, and bold,
Accept my seven fragrant dreams of gold.


Fire rules the night with grace,

Scarlet touch and warm embrace...

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