Thursday, February 16, 2012

Fireproof

Your tongue thunders through my lips

Trust the fire
                      inhale smoke
                                            spit flame

Lesser passions are self-extinguishing

Great passions know no water

Skin turns ashen as we writhe in soot

Words are hindsight         experience

is everything

                     Flames simmer
                   
                                              await

the next blaze

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