by Skyfire   Jun 13, 2020

Lean into the wind
feel the smoke
breathe the sparks

Your hands hot
against mine
as our hearts beat together

Gasping out at the heat
that you called
into being

I roar into life
hot like the sun
flaming up like a beacon

Consumed with my need
will I burn up
you too?


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  • 2 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    The phrase 'moth to a flame' came to mind while reading this. Well written.

    All the best,

    • 2 years ago

      by Skyfire

      Thank you very much Ben! That phrase is perfect for what I wanted to convey.

  • 2 years ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    I ADORE poems that end with a question, something that sounds so simple, yet keeps to the theme of passion and the heat and all-consuming parts of a desired love.

    The three lines per stanza worked so well, and though "hot like the sun" felt like a bit of a cliche, it still worked just fine for this. And with the title, there's that sense of allurement, at possibly being destroyed by the flames of this love, yet taking that risk, inviting that danger...

    thanks for sharing this with us!

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