Maria Makeski

The Flames - Poem by Maria Makeski

Walking in the night
And seeing empty walls
Where my shadow only wonders,
Following the light coming
From another room
Where a single candle is lighted,
The flames warmly touch my face
Giving me a tender kiss,
My heart is instantly united
With the man who is
Supposed to be those flames
And his sweet lips
To taste like marmalade...

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  • Marvin Brato (10/16/2007 4:24:00 AM)

    It is a flame of love shared by two hearts, so sweet snd so hot! Thanks for sharing, top marks. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 3, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, January 27, 2011

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