PHOSPHOROUS AND FRICTION
Catch me on fire with
that heat that I see.
I sense that you're burning
Is that flame for me?
~
Your heart's little arsonist:
that's what I am...
and I see that heart burst into flame.
Deliciously hot
hitting just the right spot -
so burn for me, baby, I'm game!
© drc 2006
Comments (5)
Amazing as usual! I think by far you are my favorite poet
Very Very cool. Hey do I see bodies dancing in that photo?
Live. And as you live remember just these two things. We are all but figments of who we were meant to be. You are loved.
wow! hot one!
Hello. thanks for stopping by my site
You site is beautiful and I love your writing!
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