I ask you
where is the fire?
you say look around
it is in the air that surrounds you-
in the intimacy of two of us
we hold it in the palm of our joined hands.
when these words touch me
I feel a slow burn on my skin
knowing fire is not for away.
" I am burned before I reach the ignition point"
Phew! you're really hot!!
ReplyDelete<3 Andy
That's indeed beautiful..
ReplyDeleteawesome!
ReplyDeleteOne of your best, I think.
ReplyDeleteGreat write.
ReplyDeleteA very apt title.
ReplyDeleteHot Poem.
ReplyDeletedelicious.
ReplyDeleteI can feel the electricity from here. Bravo.
ReplyDeleteYou said so much in so few words - hot!
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed this one.
ReplyDeleteMatthew
I really like this. It's simple and effective.
ReplyDeleteconcise and crisp
ReplyDeleteLove it.
ReplyDeletegreat response to the prompt... a sneak up on ya kinda love poem...
ReplyDeleteFire held in the joined palms, scintillating image.
ReplyDeletewe hold it in the palm...
ReplyDeletelove this.
I particularly love the last verse. Really good.
ReplyDeleteThanks gautami. Not in disagreement with any others here, but all I might wish for if wishes I get is one simple thing - more please! Nice "feeling" within this poem. ~neil
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