Untitled... Poem by Byron Cornell Ford II

Mix gasoline with flame
Rinse your throat with the product
My tongue is on fire
My lips burn each time we kiss.

Unwind Love Complexities
It is Simple.
I Love You
Because you are the woman I Love.

Seven-hundred & Thirty nights
I wrote some of my saddest lines.
I told you I’d fall into depression
If we were apart for such a long time.

I’d walk the thousand miles
Fill the path with burning coal
Pray the heat rises in my heart
Refresh the love in my soul.