She is fire and water. For the first time, she is vivid, free, and full of life, and shall go on living so complete.

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She is fire and water. For the first time, she is vivid, free, and full of life, and shall go on living so complete.
Her most irrational mood has the fire of genius.
Those deep eyes light a fire in me.
Silence and crackling fire. I desire nothing more.
She was a fire. Her flames unfurled in brilliant threads and desired him alone.