Playing With Fire

by Curtis Putnam   Nov 16, 2011


I Long to touch you, but I cant.
This fire keeps me distant.
Somehow I love the way
you burn me senseless.

Singe me Blind.
Not the First time dead inside.
I know whats right,
Yet I let you burn inside.

And I just can't leave you....

This bed We've made feels so safe,
and I don't want to choose.
Between dillusion and sweet pain.
I just cant afford to lose.

What makes me breathe.
I'm in too deep.
So incomplete..
Somebody save me from burning.

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  • 13 years ago

    by Erion

    So much craving in this poem... it's great!

  • 13 years ago

    by retha

    Before the darkness claims my sleep. To wonder aimlesly upon burning sands of a desert street. you becoming an uncontrolable yearning !

  • 13 years ago

    by Curtis Putnam

    Fyi if the flow if off at all its because their song lyrics.

  • 13 years ago

    by L

    "play with fire and you'll get burn".

    A really good saying that many people have told me.

    I see what you mean by your poem. Its good. keep it up.

  • 13 years ago

    by Lofallenve

    Ooh. I liked this one a lot. I can relate to this one. Your words are beautiful. :) You need to write more!
    5/5

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