Fire Ball
11.2.98

Burning in my mouth
you are what fuels
day after day
rotating past my lips
and through
my teeth.
My tongue carasses
you so softly
exhaling now and then
for you are fragile
and so sweet
I hate to
make you melt
into myself,
but if it makes
you glad to be
within my gentle being,
then let's do it
every eve
and smile as well shall.

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