Thursday, 16 March 2017

ANGEL OF FIRE



The soft sounds
Of his bare, padding feet
The seductive weight
Of his gait
My molten heart ignites
As he walks about
With his fragrant tapers
A silhouette of dreams
At twilight
Lighting each scar
Beneath my skin
Into a glowing star
Studding
My darkling night

Moist warmth
Of a gentle breath
Fleetingly grazes my sigh
Branding my soul
With heartbeats
That he laughingly stole
Marking indelibly
His footprints on my sky
He beckoned me
Irresistibly
Into smoky shadows
Rippling
Over the dewy edge
I comply….

MS




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