the title says it all. i realize that the title in and of itself is very presumptuous, to think that this poem captures and describes the vast emotion of love that i would simply name it love! read it
The pleasurable pain that comes with passion, burning like a wildfire...
"Oh bright, blushing,
burning bride;
I walk wounded
For all my days.
Chard hands bare
Witness to
Love of flames."
Awesome stuff! Another scintillating scorcher from your pen...you are genius when it comes to these fiery, simmering compilations! Great job, Light!
Love the images here - I can't even begin to choose a just single line or phrase as a favourite...
love the images of and connections with fire, love and passion - or you could even read it as just ones complete fascination with fire itself... a flickering flame dancing over skin - burning delicately - but you can't resist the heat of its painful kiss...
I love it...in all your poems love is like vision of fire and pain, the pain and burning are essences and substances of love, so it`s strong, touching ..and felt from everyone....and I like the final question :)
i have always enjoyed your way with words... the fiery fairy leaving inflammatory bliss seems to be painful and yet you are enjoying it... but the scars are visible, my friend..
The pleasurable pain that comes with passion, burning like a wildfire...
"Oh bright, blushing,
burning bride;
I walk wounded
For all my days.
Chard hands bare
Witness to
Love of flames."
Awesome stuff! Another scintillating scorcher from your pen...you are genius when it comes to these fiery, simmering compilations! Great job, Light!
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