For Matilde

The First Fire - Poem by For Matilde

Sweet form
lie still
until I wake
the red tips
of your silk breasts
dreams burst
from wet spheres
make my heart blue
and my eyes
the first fire

Topic(s) of this poem: love

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 12, 2015

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