#6

Your presence,

close but not close enough,

seared my consciousness,

and the way my name rolled off

your tongue set me alight.

 

Bonfire man,

didn’t you realise

you set me afire

when you stood close,

ice-chip eyes burning,

your body a hot mass

beside my own?

 

You left me cold,

but my fingers are still burned-

Didn’t you realise you scorched my heart?

crushed thoughts #6

5th December 2014

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