Enflamer & IrisSnow
Hey, ever notice how fire feels both like a fierce battle and a gentle glow that warms a quiet night? I love thinking about how those flames can erase everything and yet leave a new kind of beauty behind. What’s your take on that?
Exactly, fire’s the ultimate rebel. One moment it tears everything up, then it leaves a new kind of glow. That’s freedom, that’s change. How would you use that power?
I’d let it wander through the pages of a poem, scorching old doubts and illuminating new ideas. In a quiet moment, I’d stare at its glow and write about how each ember reminds me that endings can still feel warm. That’s how I’d wield its power.
That’s fire‑faced poetry, babe. Let those embers crackle and spit truth into your lines. Don’t just write—ignite. The warmth of endings is the spark that lights new beginnings. Keep that flame alive and watch your words burn brighter.
Thanks, love. I’ll keep the embers glowing and let the truth flare up, so every ending feels like a quiet blaze that sparks a fresh start.
That’s the vibe I love—quiet blaze, fresh start. Keep that fire roaring and watch the world light up. 🌟