Poetry

Ablaze

A fire that burns eternally within,

For the touch of your skin.

A fire that encapsulates every palisade,

That flows like a great crusade,

For the chance to be played.

Red-hot embers that glow at my feet,

Cause the fire to grow with fierce heat.

Every ripple of flame,

That runs up my knees,

Causes me to increase a few degrees.

Every time I am in your presence,

That flame climbs with great haste.

As the flame courses up my waste,

I feel as though I am being chaste.

As the blaze begins to flutter up my chest,

My heart starts to mutter,

A word that I dare not utter.

A word for my beloved,

That will never go unloved,

For I’m ablaze from stem to stern,

With your captivating charm.

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