Raise Me Up
The heat of your touch
Singes my skin. Your
Fingertips burn with
Desire, melting me to my
Core. I'm reduced to ashes
On my knees before you.
Aching for more. Burn me.
Again. And again. And again.
Set me ablaze and stand
Back as I'm engulfed in
Flames. Watch me rise from
Your bedside like the
Smoldering phoenix you
Make me out to be.
YOU ARE READING
Parchment and Perfume
PoetryThis draft represents the inner workings of my mind, among other things. All of my poems and prose will be cataloged here and available for feedback. Pieces will constantly be added or removed to fit the guidelines for any poetry submissions I have...
