Burning Poem by Lonnie Hicks

All your fires consume
my fire
and I burn;
my rivers drown;
but you didn't know
how cold my ice had been;
screeching scars on my heart's heart
echoing in
into hollow hollows.

Your breasts rise
and I am
velvet gripped
inside them
and your smile,

your Softness Rush
your Glow-Mouth
breathing;
your Caressing
Yieldness

envelopes my need
of you;
your eyes softly demanding
reciprocate
or shrink away
in the seconds
which are eons
where your breath
with its warm breeze
moves
my emotional fog
aside

and you say:

'I love you.
Do you love me? '

My Fires still
my Soul stops
wanting to sing
or burst
away
from hunger hungering;
Time itself is crushed
to Instant's Edge
words then leap
from my Fearsome Soul
intoning
'I do.
I do love you.'

I feel all my
Fires

Light

and Burn.