I want to burn blue like a vein contained by its ribbon of skin or that lowly Prometheus of chemistry class Taut and roaring, steeped to a pique of concert fury I will show you what hot is
If you really want to burn hot Sarah add plutonium. I was burning hot for years, looking back I miss the fire but have adapted to the coldness I chose.
I like the image of blue fire. I had to look up Prometheus to find out what you meant. I like the attitude at the end. "I will show you what hot is" that's great. Give it your all... victory :)
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Burn blue. I like that.
If you really want to burn hot Sarah add plutonium. I was burning hot for years, looking back I miss the fire but have adapted to the coldness I chose.
I can feel the heat blazing from your eyes. Very sharp poem.
Ah, I love your poetry.
like a vein
contained
by its ribbon
of skin
I love this and the whole poem!
Charles, thanks again.
Mark, poems are my burning, I guess. Most of the time, I'm just at a pleasant simmer.
Shrinivas, very kind! Thank you.
Melissa, well, that makes my day. :)
Vesper, thank you! Nothing like a little chemistry-inspired wordplay.
I like the image of blue fire. I had to look up Prometheus to find out what you meant. I like the attitude at the end. "I will show you what hot is" that's great. Give it your all... victory :)
"I will show you what hot is, " she said tracing her fingers in circles on his thighs.
Yup, that's the version I'm choosing to remember. It's about time you write something on those lines.
Raj, thank you again! Darn, how did I miss your comments? :)
Aniket, it has been awhile. Not sure why. You've given me something to ponder...
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