Open fire

When you think of fire you think of Hot and do not touch.

Our relationship is like that.

We avoid each other as if we were a fire.

I can't stomp out the feeling of lonelyness.

That's why I must put this open fire out.

I'm sorry, baby, but this is good bye.

I love you, but the fire is out.

BYE.

Author's Note

Not my best poem, but a poem.

Reviews

[Solitary Dreamer]

Awesome! but who ya tlkin abt?

[paul]

very good. succinct . to the point. first two lines, my favorite.

[James Bonner]

I know the feeling.