You started a fire
You forgot to put out,
Leaving me waiting
Flaming hot with desire.
Imagine a glimpse, a flicker
Of the flame you leave burning.
Like a candle,
Wax dripping hot beads…
My lust melts to sweat,
Fingers wet,
Soaking sheets.
a.l.c
pouringtruth 
Oh wow, I love this beautiful, provocative poem. It is poignantly descriptive, very fluid, and imaginatively enticing … a poetic creation deeply moving and deeply felt!
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😊 thank you so very much for reading my words
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Damn
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Can totally relate!!! Hard hand to heal and deal from/with
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Love this – it is certainly true
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Very descriptive!
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Very evocative. Pretty much perfect.
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