Saturday, July 2, 2005

Flames

 

 

Everytime I get near you
I feel the  heat of flame.
The embers can be ignited
with the sound of your name.

I think even your smile
helps the fire to stoke.
The way you turn your head
flames rise with no smoke.

But, my goodness,
the lightest of a touch
is like lighting a torch
held in inferno's clutch.

I just know the heat
is like a raging torch
but I'll stay near you
I love being scorched.

On your kisses
I want all the claims.
They are the best to ignite
the mightiest of flames.

Del Cano 2004

Photo by Naia 2005

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Firey! Esp the last stanza. Very passionnate. Very you!:)

Anonymous said...

Spencer,

This write was hot, sizzling, heated; must I go on.  I could feel the heat off of this write; great job!

Ms PScott