Tuesday, 5 April 2011

ignition point

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"




19 comments:

  1. Phew! you're really hot!!

    <3 Andy

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  2. I can feel the electricity from here. Bravo.

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  3. You said so much in so few words - hot!

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  4. I really like this. It's simple and effective.

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  5. great response to the prompt... a sneak up on ya kinda love poem...

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  6. Fire held in the joined palms, scintillating image.

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  7. we hold it in the palm...

    love this.

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  8. I particularly love the last verse. Really good.

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  9. Thanks 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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