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A mans fire, a passion of self
by Deborah Richards
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A mans fire, a passion of self Again I come back to this, his arms, his embrace and the passion of it all, that had me repeating this to myself, he could hurt me, he could take all of me unconditionally, This man has my fire in him, My desires are built up from his touch that brings on my need What is it that makes me moan, and think of the pleasure from days ago, from the moment he kissed me good bye, from the words I will call you later, I pick up the phone just so that I can hear is name, he speak, so that he may say hello, I am bound to him, drawn to his ability to bring out the want in me, Words that are spoken come from this, a thought of just a kiss that covers me like smooth velvet, that warms me like the sun, so I am and so I be, I am at a lost, frighten by the fire that he has set, a burst of flame blocks my view of all I hold, and his picture is the image that stays in my mind, In my shadow is the remembrance of beauty, that haunts me know, and again and again, I seek what is given, what is called out to be, and just his name is my dreams, I wondering in this not alone, but with a thought of us, what will be or not be, he holds the key to it all, as I am looking on from the inside, with my heart, Hush I say, to a voice that calls me back to repeat my actions, to display it in my dreams once again, Cursed from the hold he has on me, with a touch of pour velvet, The gratification of him once will never be enough, This of him came to me, like a rapid beat in my heart, from this I hungered for him his body, touch, mind and soul intertwined with mine, each and everyday that we are together, makes me only say once will never be enough, and to much compels my soul, to a level I have never known, and will never know with no other, I captivated him with my smile, and from that second, became this, continues event, a moment in time that has stood still, until know, a years passing has brought him to me again, and me to him, a chemistry of two, and days of the weeks that stayed in our mind. As I go on, so will the days of the weeks, and his hold that will come again,    



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Reviewed by Fernando Jimenez (Reader) 4/18/2010
sure say ( A woman fire a passion of self ) says alot about woman passion! I like it so much make think about my self? Love you!!
Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie 11/4/2004
I was captured and entranced by this beautiful poem, this was so excellent and beautiful.

Reindeer

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