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3. Little Jonny Meets the Queen of Fire

Not everyone chooses to age.
Surely you've met her:
That belly-dancing woman-child,
almost an immortal,
certainly a force of nature.
Before you met her,
infatuation was a buzzing in the head,
a lightness in the stomach.
Now, fireworks explode in your brain
and your tongue would be lucky to cinder.

She has secrets.
She knows age will not touch her.
Maturity is irrelevant.
The young will forever surround her,
and she will enrich them,
as surely as she needs them.
At her funeral, there will be gnashing and wailing.
Until then, there will be parties, drama, and everything else
you so desperately hope
to leave behind.

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