HOME OF THE FLOWING PEN

I find myself softly trembling
Entranced from this spell of desire
Licked into a fevered frenzy
By the flame of poetic fire

My senses feel each passioned word
And it is a pleasure so
Racing across me with temptation
Teasing, but I love it though

My breath is shallow from my lips
As I cast out a replying sigh
Finding myself aching for more
Loving the shivers down my spine

Like a lovers fingertips on my skin
Each word only takes me higher
As I soar into the realm of ecstasy
I cry out to poetic fire

~THE FLOWING PEN~
6-30-04

Poetic Fire