Flames To Fire

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  • Erotic

    Flames To Fire

    I touch.
    You touch.
    We touch and meld.
    Heat and passion;
    Intertwines.
    With fingers; with hands.
    With heart and soul.
    With lust and desire.
    Love burns and expands;
    And consumes the very air we breath.

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    tinamgoode commented on Flames To Fire

    11-21-2009

    The magic in your words are amazing! You need to write more. TY

    LBoogie commented on Flames To Fire

    11-14-2009

    That is what you call Passion my friend, Passion good write

    arfin09 commented on Flames To Fire

    02-28-2009

    erotic? regardless, tough caption to write in without using tired phrases. tell me about an afternoon when the sparks flew. be specific in your idea, not so general. Keep writing!

    Niecy commented on Flames To Fire

    02-28-2009

    What an enchanting rapture, if I stay certainly I'll be in passion's fire. Want Love though ~ the allure of lust fills only to eventually kill! Great harmony.

    ladymustang611 commented on Flames To Fire

    02-21-2009

    This is one you can feel and understand! Good Job!!

    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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