Wild Fires

in the spaces in between our hearts

it continues to rage

despite time and distance

tended as gentle embers when apart

needing little kindling to burst alight

doesn’t require a glance or touch to spark

your kisses or caresses melt me down

like metal transformed into molten liquid

wild fires can bring such devastation in their wake

yet the heat of fire opens up pine cones, seeding the future

wild fire passion purifying my heart’s core love


(c) Amanda Wilson 2013




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