Burning Down

Burning Down

A Poem by Loribeth215

 

 

The wind pushes fingers,

Through my hair,

And against my skin, heat carried on a breath

Across this desert.

 

And those fingers leave trails against my skin.

I know it’s ashes, all ashes

Our world is burning down.

 

How the fire

Warms you when

It’s kept under control

But when it’s free, when it’s fast

All the havoc it can wreak.

 

With just a touch,

A word,

Betrayal runs deep

Our world is burning down.

© 2008 Loribeth215


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Oouch. This one was scorching indeed.

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Loribeth215
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I write poetry and stories, but you'll see more of the former than the later, as I am trying to sell several stories to online publishers. You can see many of my stories on the following websites: .. more..

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