Fire Poem by Melissa Joy Chesky

Fire



Fire, fire
dancing across the
candle's wick.
I see your true
beauty;
your blue, red, orange
entrances some.

Fire, fire
dancing along
shadowed walls.
I see your true
beauty;
your blue, red, orange
intimidates some.

Fire, fire
dancing on my
supple skin.
I see your true
beauty;
your blue, red, orange
burns some.
But never I.

Thursday, May 3, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: beauty,fire,red
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