You’re not like a gas flame
or I would see a point of nothingness
at your base
That invisible rush of expectancy
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Skilled form. The words of the poem burning and racing along. Liked this.
Danny: Great poem, I was actually thinking of a hard on melting after an orgasm Matt
What child has never played with candle wax and made 'bathing caps for finger tips? ' And what poet has never stared at a flame flickering in a candle and build dream poems from the dancing flame? This is not only fine writing, but extremely creative...like we've come to expect from you. Love it! Raynette