impossible to hide
how I spark heat
in blushes
lit harder than morning sun
slaps glass
my skin the window
and that beam
can burn
prismed fingers
tickling fire
from dry grass/my spirit
ignition
impossible to hide
how I spark heat
in blushes
lit harder than morning sun
slaps glass
my skin the window
and that beam
can burn
prismed fingers
tickling fire
from dry grass/my spirit
ignition
love love it (darn blushes gives us away every time!)
LOL, Audra–you should link up your blush poem here–would be great!
http://unfetteredbs.wordpress.com/2012/07/11/enflame/
blushers unite!
Love this! Thanks for linking.
thank you for the “space” 🙂
Any time! Have you checked Jane out yet? Just started following her–she’s magical…http://janehewey.wordpress.com/
checking her out right now.. thanks!
Ummm, yummy!
Thanks, Georgia (who knew burning up could be so much fun?)
So you! Gosh! Even in photo! Blame the sun a little. You just blash! Love it!
🙂 Thanks, Patricia!
Love the construction and conveyance…
Thank you, Nelle 🙂
Such sweet passion. Not quite innocent. Nor should it be.
Thank you, George. Yes, sweet. Definitely not innocent. Or at the very least one should know not to play with fire, unless very carefully 🙂
I so enjoy the way you word things.
I agree: It’s impossibe to hide how you spark heat 🙂
🙂
Quite a heated poem 🙂
it so very much is 🙂
I am becoming a chronic blusher
This is intense heat, Susan. I love it.
…and thank you. Trying to learn how to celebrate something that gives me away every time 🙂
Hey sfam…do hot flashes count too?
…have not hat one yet, but they have to be similar, so–yes, count them.
lol, HAD
Song alive!
Sparking and creating sparks!
Thanks much! You got all caught up again! Wow 🙂
I see it all in my head~ really excellent ! Deb
thank you!
nicely done metaphor like a neruda. and uhmm erotic as well:))
Gosh, Don–please don’t make me blush further, I will spontaneously combust 🙂
Thanks for liking it!
maybe it made me blush…hehe. anytime for the like and comment:)
🙂 oh, you!