by Sheree Zielke

Created on: April 02, 2009

DESPERATE TO BE SEEN - THE SNOW FIRE!

Deliciously dancing unseen in the gloom,
Sweet taffy ooze of desire.
Yearning and churning,
To touch and to taste,
The fool, the naive,
The Snow Fire.

Secretly searching in quiet despair,
Bittersweet sighs of surrender.
Whirling and tumbling,
To reach and to know,
The cool, the aloof,
The Dissenter.

Fragrantly flushing in wide-eyed regard,
Innocence collides ever coyer
Crowding and swooning
To have, and to keep.
The proud, the acute
The Destroyer.

Once in the light, too close to the heat,
A blood-rushing spark in the pyre.
Flung from a fist,
To become broken mist,
The regrettable dance,
Of Snow Fire.

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