Villanelle of the Girl Made of Red Fire

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The Girl Made of Red Fire

Her gaze returns like flame where midnight weeps,
Though shadows try to smother what she burns.
Love learns to rise where blood-bright longing keeps.

She walks through dreams where silence twists and sleeps,
A pulse of red in every curve she turns;
Her gaze returns like flame where midnight weeps.

No vow survives the secrets that she keeps,
Yet every heart inside her gravity yearns;
Love learns to rise where blood-bright longing keeps.

The world dissolves in crimson when she sweeps
Her haunted beauty over those she spurns;
Her gaze returns like flame where midnight weeps.

She loves like storms devouring their deeps,
A ruin sweet enough for one who learns
Love learns to rise where blood-bright longing keeps.

And even when the dawn on cold lips creeps,
The ashes glow, a truth that still returns:
Her gaze returns like flame where midnight weeps,
Love learns to rise where blood-bright longing keeps.