Fire Beneath My Skin - Poem by TP Sage
You smiled at me
and I lived a thousand years
in an instant.
The earth itself stopped turning
long enough for you to see
through my soul
and deep into my heart.
Just that look,
a soft, enveloping gaze,
set loose the bindings
that held still my heart.
Effortlessly you freed it
from it's impenetrable prison vault.
It belongs to only you.
Only you make my colors sing.
Only you give immortality to my dreams.
Your lightest touch
fire beneath my skin.
Igniting my blood to flame.
I am an uncapped well of burning oil.
All sounds are gone
save the roaring flames
and the pounding base beat of my heart.
Am I dying? Or for the first time,
Either way, the sounds are consuming me.
Somehow you understand this
and the sounds are quieted
from your lips.
I love you.
The universe is no longer a mystery.
The ponderings of poets and kings
are but child rhyme.
Everything is as it should be,
and will be,
You love me.
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