A Fire That Flames

by Melpomene   Aug 26, 2009


Not too often
do I find a man
who will write their
insecurities on the
palm of my hand.

Nor does fire flicker
or spark a flame
let alone produce
the embers of
eruption.

Yet you carve thoughts
upon my chambers
like Hieroglyphs
portraying a story.

and satisfy hearts strings
like moth to thy flame
while licking the lips
of emotional desire.

Sometimes I have to believe
that you are truly
the fairest of them all.

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  • 15 years ago

    by Lenny

    Some lines were amazing and stood out,
    the flow was a lil off but overall vivid imagery and a beautiful experience

  • 15 years ago

    by Beautiful Chaos

    "Yet you carve thoughts
    upon my chambers
    like Hieroglyphs
    portraying a story."

    I think it is the last line of this stanza that I don't really enjoy, maybe a word other than story, I already assume the telling of a story with the word Hieroglyph.

    "and satisfy hearts strings
    like moth to thy flame
    while licking the lips
    of emotional desire."

    Here I am shaky on the opening line, but I love the last 3 and the passion that seems hidden behind the words.

    Overall I thought it was pretty good, nice work.

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