Passion Like Tinder Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Passion Like Tinder



Are we better than we need to be,
where does the overage go

Does it store and recycle, to be on call,
or is it something that nobody knows

In our quest for perfection, humanity cries,
as passion like tinder is thrown

Flames circling the bed where we dream through the night
—burning everything into unknown

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February,2018)

Thursday, February 15, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: passion
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