Some Prefer Fire Poem by nimal dunuhinga
Some Prefer Fire
Her smile feels comfortable
Like a child's pastel drawing.
Another day he writes;
When I peeped into her heart
Oh! Really it's burning like a volcano.
But it's a wintry night and I cannot leave the premises.
So I decided to stay longer voluntarily.
To each his own. Love has many moods. Excellent write, Nimal. Always your friend, Sandra
yea some brave one prefers to play with a fire.......a fire of love.....Good Write....10+++
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5/8/2024 7:13:36 AM # 1.0.0.1119
So many wear masks to hide their passion and rage. Methinks your subject enjoys the volcano hidden but so warming to the spirit on a shivering day. You use words like a fine craftsman uses his chisel. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥