“I look at you with deep desire and wonder what you are made of: scent or fire? If you are scent, my soul is a flower, if you are fire, my soul will burn for being poked, if you are both, let me flee to save my soul, or breathe upon my love… give me the phoenix life of sun-drenched rainbows.”

(Excerpt from “Into Earth, Wind and Fire”, ? Soar, January 2011. Image copyright protected.

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