Fire Poem by FOEVERAMI JOHNSON

Fire



THE FIRE IN THESE EYES NEVER SEEM TO FLAME
HOLES IN MY MIND,
WONDERING WHY THIS IS NOT MY GOVERNMENT'S NAME.
NO THOUGHTS CAN ESCAPE,
THE FIRE IS BLAZING
TRAP AROUND WATER'S GATE, NOT TRYING TO PUT IT OUT BUT
THE FORCES AROUND ME BRINGS IT ABOUT. I KNOW WATER
CAN HANDLE ME. I AM WHAT BRINGS WATER TO A BOIL, I MELT
HIS HEART INSIDE AND OUT. MY HAIR IS FLAMING, MY TEARS
ARE BLAZING, MY LIPS ARE LAVA
MY LOVING IS AS PURE AS GOLD
FIRE FIGHTERS HAVEN'T SEEN ALL THIS HEAT BEFORE.
TRYING TO HOSE MUCH AS THEY CAN, AS THE HOSE SPRAYED,
WATER WHISPER TO FIRE, 'FOREVER COME TO ME AGAIN'.
WALKING TOWARDS THE FIREMEN A SMALL SHIMMERING
BLAZE, OUT CAME A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN, AND T***'S HER NAME.
SAYING FEAR ONLY WHAT YOU CANT SEE
WHICH IS BOTH OPEN AND SHY, THAT IS ME! I CAN BE BOUGHT ONLY FROM
WATER'S SURPRISE,
A FIERY GODDESS WITH AMBITION AND PRIDE,
NO JEALOUSY NEEDED, FIND OUT WHAT YOU HOLD
INSIDE! !

Tuesday, October 13, 2009
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