Lu's poetry
		oliver Scarlet flames lick the surface of a burning auburn river recklessly smashing thoughts with waves of churning molten lava bubbling and frothing pure searing heat blanketing imaginations. Painfully beautiful and unaware of its path or meaning. Slowing to a steady rumble of ebbing heat suppressing logic and filling idle emptiness with blazing colour droplets of fire hang suspended tiny illusions of pouring sunlight; a frame for perfect reflections of sparkling blue eyes Hot to touch, but calm and pallid flowing gently over smooth cinnamon stones mending the torn tissue of wasted emotions. Ending in stillness of milky flesh tentative with a glowing aura of tension warm lips and and soft tongue.