Fireman

by Bob Showell   Jan 15, 2007


The fire blows on my tongue
its blows hotter like a dragon
Feeling the steam around my gums
when I speak to a lady with passion.
You may fall when guy's lost you
I may fall when I saw you,
but a person like you ... make me
float like the moon.

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