Burn me
Let the flames devour me
This is not life
If your touch is not within me
Burn me
Tantalise, tease
Stroke, surround
Me, stoking the fire,
Till I burn
Burn me
I am cold to the touch
Melting into nothing
So careful
This may be more than something
Burn me
Feel the comfort of my arms
Reaching out to you
Pulling you close
Eyes closed, anticipating,
Your touch.
Burn me
Before I realise
This is fantasy
This is never to be,
Just a desire, a longing, a need,
Someone else's reality.
Burn me
Softly
Caressing
Holding
In your arms
Completely
I burn
Till morn.
Monday, May 5, 2008
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