Blank Verse #1

Poem By Erica Francis

Your eyes are the colour of water
but it is completely frozen over
and there is no way into your vision
unless I somehow warm you up first
Alas, that is something I can't do
unless you're willing to let yourself go
and press your body against my body
in hopes that the sparks will make a fire
So until our bones lie in the ground
I will have a fire inside of me
and it is burning like Andromeda
just because you aren't here for me
but I wonder, if you come around
will I want to burn for you much more?

Comments about Blank Verse #1

erotic yet, smooching ofcourse, thanks
haha.. well if this is based on reality, i guess there's only one way for you to find out..
Such sultry sesuality. Wonderful writing. Keep it up!
it's beautiful.....please read Fire In Ice from my collection....kinda fits into the poem! ! LuV VidZ
Very nicely done - sensual - keep writing!


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