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Embers
Eyes follow,
Looking her up
Looking her down
As she does me.
Her gaze like,
Fleece fingers;
Leaving only warmth,
In her wake.
I burn under her eyes;
A living fire,
Threatening
My sanity.
Her gaze is cold.
I shiver.
Her ice meeting,
My open passion.
I want to make love
In the smoke
That will consume us.
Become us.
“Touch me,”
I want to say.
“Beg,”
Her body screams.
I forget to breathe,
As she smiles.
I want arms,
To wrap around.
I want to find comfort,
In an embrace.
I want her to say,
She loves me.
I want her
To mean it.
Looking her up
Looking her down
As she does me.
Her gaze like,
Fleece fingers;
Leaving only warmth,
In her wake.
I burn under her eyes;
A living fire,
Threatening
My sanity.
Her gaze is cold.
I shiver.
Her ice meeting,
My open passion.
I want to make love
In the smoke
That will consume us.
Become us.
“Touch me,”
I want to say.
“Beg,”
Her body screams.
I forget to breathe,
As she smiles.
I want arms,
To wrap around.
I want to find comfort,
In an embrace.
I want her to say,
She loves me.
I want her
To mean it.
Published 21st Sep 2016
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I love this Poem its so beautiful and it is almost Shakespearean I love it
well done and keep up the excellent work I look forward to reading more of your work.
well done and keep up the excellent work I look forward to reading more of your work.
