with her heart shaped face
and full lips
she could bind you
with her eyes
dark liquid pools
of seduction
she would haunt you
her voice will rip through you...
heat lightning on a sticky night
but its her spirit
that causes the dangerous spark
making you burst into flame.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like the dark and lush imagery of this one. Fiery, haunting and deadly. Nice work