Burned Poem by Maya Hanson
Burned
You claim you felt a
spark. Maybe it was
just the fire in my
hands, directed at you.
You said I touched you
first. Maybe it was
just to get away from
the cold
isolation sizzling under my skin.
My head is oxygen
For a fiery sea storm
all day and all night
maybe it's a warning
sign, but
I'm hurling faster faster faster
into a universe never found.
And then when you
tried to kiss me
Believe me, darling
we were better off friends.
Your heat
warms me
and warns me
at once.
Your smile
controls me
I can't be
controlled.
My fear
takes over
a beautiful
sun
on a beautiful
day
in a beautiful
world.
You're a magnet
it's dangerous to
resist
the pull.
I'm being
swallowed
smoked
burned
by this
nonexistent
spark
raging into an
invisible
flame.
Someone
help m-
beautiful and full of imagination love it and enjoy to reread
You said I touched you first. Maybe it was just to get away from the cold isolation sizzling under my skin. Imagination......................!
Beautiful poem! I loved the wonders and the struggle to keep in control to me feels like an unspoken fear running between lines of untied pleasure.
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Your heat warms me and warns me at once. Your smile controls me I can't be controlled. Wonderful imagination full of desire and very expressive. thank you. tony