Nicole D'Settemi

Gold Star - 6,188 Points (June 25th / Niagara Falls)

Heat-Stroke, Euphorest Fire, Pt.2 - Poem by Nicole D'Settemi

You're like 100-degree weather
That kind of scorch
Eyeballed you and hollered
From my street-queen porch
Stuck my hand out
Even though I knew the burn
Stuck my other, gave it it's due to turn
You lifted those hands
Held them shockingly gently
Until I was the one exhausted
Water down mentally
I was too busy stroking you
To ever, really, have a fucking clue.

(c)copyright 2019 Heat-stroke, Euphorest Fires, Pt.2 Nicole D'Settemi

Topic(s) of this poem: breaking up, love, relationships

Form: Lyric

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Poem Submitted: Friday, July 26, 2019

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