In FireA Poem by I.R.Hopefully restored closely to its predecessor.
Shall we start a fire all along Your equator or you meridian, Using your fingers as wooden logs As our eyes haze over With the hiss of panting, Will we catch the scent Of our skin blooming in fire? And what will we say In the moment? Our Tongues would crackle Like Egyptian parchment. While the eyelash singes And the tongue sizzles Like a wet thumb against A hot iron, and the breath Escapes our chest, Will we remember In the midst of our collapse, Will we look to the ceiling Or will we fall from the bed Scattering away from each other? And as the flames quiet down Just like a phantom fire Dying in the middle Of the forest, we will lie tranquil, Only hoping © 2010 I.R.Featured Review
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16 Reviews Added on February 16, 2008 Last Updated on December 15, 2010 AuthorI.R.TXAboutMade in Mexico: Assembled in the U.S. of A. Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality, but an escape from personality. But, o.. more..Writing
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