Wax candle expelled her smoke,
wispy tendrils played in a haze,
glow of comfort, behind curtains,
where pain was hidden in the night,
beacon of warmth, filled his heart,
when her face illuminated in fire,
hypnotic, he brushed against her cheek,
ever so gently, as to protect her,
hands strong and big, cupped the wick,
nary a gust could extinguish,
this heated flame, to ever burn
there is both a romantic and a passionate message here, of an enduring love - a storied love that most dream of and some very fortunate experience - a work from the heart of a woman with a love that burns, beautifully conceived Christine - I wish peace and joy my dear fear friend - Jon Michael
Reviewed by RWE SAYS BYE (Reader)
Reviewed on July 17, 2012
Formally intense... vivid imagery...compellingly rendered... "nary a gust" but so much gusto!! fluid like the accompanying image... intense... and intensely evocative... well done, Christine.
Beautiful concept and expression, Christine. I adore those soft, smokey tendrils that curl as the flame is snuffed, but I now love the face in the flame and those wonderfully protective, cupping hands even more! :)) xx
Reviewed by D. Vegas (Reader)
Reviewed on July 10, 2012
Christine, Not only does it 'burn', but it takes months to extinguish that fire...Beautiful!
WHEN PASSION AND LUST BURN WITH LOVE...IT DOES 'BURN'. CHRISTINE... PENNED IN THE CELEBRATION FOR THE 'GIFT' OF LOVE'S FLAME, THIS IS AN AWESOME WORK! THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH..
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Christine once again you master your topic with a special magic that only those who have truly loved can feel. It does only take a spark to create a flame but sadly yes if it is not protected and sheltered it can be so easily extinguished. As for huge hands, yes even the biggest and roughest hands can be as soft as velvet when caressing someone who holds their heart forever. Well done Chrissie.
love and hugs
fee
Gorgeous Metaphors Christine!!
Have you ever bought those love candles?
They are so cool they each have a separate wick
to light...and as they burn the wax drips cool colors
and as the candle burns & burns the wicks turn into one flame!
they come in variety of perfumes with symbolic meanings
& unscented too...
so much is covered in this beautiful piece Christine, smoke, glow, pain, warmth protection by strong hands, that nary a thing can extinguish a bit of it.
Exquisit heated love in this flaming glow Christine.
Lady Mary Ann
Reviewed by Diana Legun (Reader)
Reviewed on July 6, 2012
Bewitchingly enchanting. "where pain was hidden in the night," -- how this can be applied to so many wounds. There is great healing in these words. Thank you ~~ Diana
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Hugs,
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This is absolutely burning with passion...I love the way you ended this poem, brings this reader right to the brink of passion...lol
Nicely done, Love burns, love hurts, love is wonderful...
Peace, love and light,
Amber
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
love and hugs
fee
Have you ever bought those love candles?
They are so cool they each have a separate wick
to light...and as they burn the wax drips cool colors
and as the candle burns & burns the wicks turn into one flame!
they come in variety of perfumes with symbolic meanings
& unscented too...
Wood Matches & Brass Zippers to Light Them
Vickie
Beautiful
Love and Light
Lily
*Christine* forever to burn with
love of your poem....
Lady Vivian
Ron
Blessings, xx
Christine
and welcome; a sensuously fine rendering, Christine
john
You are an exceptional artist in this piece as many before, kudos again.
Budd
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :D
That starts
a blazing fire
In the heart
always burning
continuously churning.
db
Lady Mary Ann