Poems of Lighthouse Bob

Pyro #537



Pyro

When moonlight glistens off
icicle spears
dripping from our outer universes,
tickle me pink
in your radiance
and roll me over another log
that your amorous flame might fuel
my affections.

Though angels clash in hades
and demoniacs retort with moans
that spark
as do smolderings in your timbers
pop,
ravish me in your twilight's flurry,
silence me in your amber glow,
seduce me in your ember.

Pull me deeper,
deeper to your Delilah dance,
oh, temptress fire,
crackling laughter,
Legion's hiss.





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Pyro #537

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