Lipstick candles
Jan 20th, 2010 | By Chris Lawrence | Category: Poetry | 327 viewsburn my eyes
scar my soul
from the furies
of the night
to calm passage
of the day
yielding my worth
to your solar light
breathe passion
upon me
sear and raze
my flesh
waxen kisses
merging to my skin
consumed to the flame
of your lipstick candles.
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good poem. thanks for sharing. i love the title.