Disclaimer: Sadly, I am not the owner of Firefly or any of her affiliations; I don't even own a freaking action figure with reference to Firefly. I give all credit to Joss Whedon. Please don't sue me. I am just some stupid/smart kid. I don't have any money

I was bored in Pre-Calculus, so I got to writing. I'm kind of half way in the pairing of Rayne. I tend to like making up my own characters to fill in with some lovings, but for my lack of talent in the informal writing business, I will write a bit of hopeful/logical fanon.

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Dancing

He moves over the whore

No thinking

No feeling

Fire burning up the bodies

He needs no one

He needs nothing

The whore desires a kiss

He refuses

He doesn't kiss anymore

Not on the lips

His body glides

Moving, graceful

Fire burns

Leaves a mark

It ends

The dance has ended

But just for the night

Leaving

Dancing

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R&R PLEASE!! I need it. I crave it. Give it to me!

Much love

Meghan/BR Scarlet/ Imp/ Whatever you want to call me