The ice is so thick here,
Right under my feet,
It makes me feel safe,
So don’t turn on the heat.
I’ve seen the flame,
While melting the ice,
The quicksand right under,
Caught me by surprise.
And wounded for life,
Was my love and desire,
For I’m a burned child,
Who once played with fire.
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Reviewed by Meva Onyurt (Reader)
Reviewed on April 25, 2004
the feeling that we feel after falling out of love is very-well expressed in words.
Thank you for this short but telling more-than-words poem.
Good Luck
Meva
Reviewed by Kevin Mc Crum (Reader)
Reviewed on April 11, 2004
this is a great write.
Very clear. Very well worded.
an almost grabbing and haunted
nostalgiac design.
superb!
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Thank you for this short but telling more-than-words poem.
Good Luck
Meva
Very clear. Very well worded.
an almost grabbing and haunted
nostalgiac design.
superb!