Flaming Lover

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Love

10-16-02





I feel the flame



Lick at my fingertips with



Just a little kiss



I think it likes me



I feel the flame



Reache out



Cradeling my body



As if it was my mommy



Perhaps a lover



Briliantly dressed



In reds and yellows



And orange and blue



Dancing Quickly



Like all flames do



Smelling sweetly of



Burning bodies; but surely



Not of mine!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

just a poem from a pyro

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Wow; how do you do it, anyway? I'm kinda jealous (but much more impressed); your writing style, to me, has really changed since I last spoke to you. Unlike me.. Heh.