I have learned-
through the expansive brevity of a first kiss
and the flame that caught my every nerve-
that some fires do not cause blisters,
they merely dance along one's soul,
captivating
enchanting
beguiling,
and teach one joy.
~~~~~
Just a short little poem today that I found while looking through some of my old writing. I may just start posting bits and pieces of things I've written in the past as I come across them. I believe that this little poem was written last fall, so late October 2009.
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