Fire

Her profile

How strong it is

Reflecting the light

Silhouetted by shadow

A cigarette hung from her mouth

Red

Who are you?

Why does this passion stir you?

“I AM alive you see, for the first time.”

“I know who I AM, thanks to the one who knows,

 the butterfly of coolness”.

Coolness no longer in her heart

She was taught and also remembered who she was meant to be.

Forget no more

She is on Fire

And will no longer feel the coolness of indifference

No worries

No memory

I AM.