FireA Poem by Marinawatch the fire burn bright, strong, determined flames dance roughly on the smooth surface of the floor climbing, higher, forming walls in mid air as they sway to the wind of my breathless prayer hush thoughts, hush embrace the warmth, the deeply hidden burning fire play gently, play rough forcing the fiery walls up higher dark deep heat as I close my eyes floating on a cloud black as the night soft velvet touch of flames on my skin such a sinfully good place to be in.
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Added on July 12, 2010 Last Updated on July 12, 2010 Author
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