I Burn

[ScarletMornings]

“I burn, I pine, I perish . . ." Act I, Scene I,
"The Taming of the Shrew" by William Shakespeare

I burn
fire
heat
flames lick along my skin
an inferno engulfs my soul
and I'm burning
going up in smoke
blazing with how I need you
it’s like a match to gasoline
not romantic
instant and natural
primitive
my heart blazes
God, how I need you

I pine
throb
pulse
frantic for your deep voice
sends shivers rippling through me
the pretty words you don’t give
are nothing compared to what you do
when you touch me
shaking in my passion
undone with one stroke
of your hands on my hair
what kind of power am I giving you?
stupid
and yet
my soul sizzles
God, how I want you


I perish
dying
antagonizing
you hold all of me
and when you’re gone
how do I live without myself?
aching for your touch
I'm hurting with the want
of looking into your burning eyes
where I can see someone sensual
worthwhile
the best you ever had
my body burns
God, how I love you

[Ramona]

I really LOVE this piece (HoF permission PLEASE?!?!) I love how it portrays a raw sense of animal want. The language fits together so well. I especially love the second stanza and the line "The pretty words you don't give"

[ScarletMornings]

wow. i didn't think anybody would like it that much. of course i would LOOOOOOOOOOOVE to have it in the hof. omg, this is sooo exciting!



didn't want to add another comment by myself, just nudging this poem to the forefront, ahem, wink wink.

nudging again. PLEASE COMMENT!

nudge.