Igniting an intense heat
He melts through her firewall
Cautiously his flames scorch
Her body for hot-tempered coals
And her little phoenix forecasters
Had her embers remembered
His bellows breathing on her fire?
Blazing eyes glaze over
Searing her smouldering depths
He must combust her flare
Rekindle her passion,
And return to singe and burn
But, no matter, whether or not I understand some PH poems, if the authors of them attract me with their seeming-sincerity and friendliness, LIKE YOU DO, I like the poet. bri : )
Simone, no wonder I 'had trouble with this one'! ! ! All previous commenters mention 'metaphor'; I don't even spell the word correctly with my first try. (cont.)
A lovely metaphoric write, dear Ma’am Simone...10+++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great use of metaphor.