Evil Fire Inside Me* Poem by Mrs. Cynosure

Evil Fire Inside Me*

Rating: 5.0


Crackle, pop, the wood that fuels the fire snaps
It falls to the bottom of the pit
Where I can again hear the coals sizzle
With my desire

My feet start to move
Then my legs
Oh man there my hand goes
Just wishing you were here
I bite my lip till it bleeds
In silence I scream out in pleasure

As I touch the point of ignition
The fire extends through out my whole body
And echo’s into my soul

I cant help myself
This feeling
This need
This desire
I want so badly

My addition
It grows as long as the fire grows
And the fire will grow as long as
My addition needs feeding

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
William Jackson 28 November 2008

I like your poem but suggest you kill the word evil in the title so that it reads 'Fire Inside Me'.

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Seema Chowdhury 26 November 2008

nice poem. enjoyed reading it. words are powerful and strong.

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Aijaz Asif 25 November 2008

wow...lol... a very nice poem with very power start...thanks 10

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Amy Ludidi 23 November 2008

..as i touch the point of ignition.. oh man i love how ths is written, the visuals of ths poem..really interesting read nana, well written too word

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Heather Hill 22 November 2008

This is really good keep it up! !

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Viola Grey 08 February 2009

wow, Becca...this is a fantastic write...you said it with a tonne of passion, and kept it steamy, not smutty....love it...great job! !

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Desiree Burdick 26 December 2008

AWSOME POEM! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

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januel l 26 December 2008

i love this, such a true feeling

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Sebastine Humaemo 14 December 2008

waaa much passion can be seein in your lines.....as other ' s say its not evil.....poetic sizzling desire........sebastine...

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Anjali Sinha 01 December 2008

Crackle, pop, the wood that fuels the fire snaps It falls to the bottom of the pit Where I can again hear the coals sizzle With my desire A beautiful beginning crackle-pop wood -fuel-fire snaps i like the semblance to sizzling desire great write ++++10 anjali

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Mrs. Cynosure

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Junction City Oregon
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