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Brush Fire

Kiss these lips Crimson Kiss these cheeks Dimples Kiss this neck Blush Maybe touch Hush My lower back Butterflies My upper thighs Danger Slip and slide Water That was pure fire Desire

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Christine Phillips

Date: 3/30/2013 9:52:00 AM

Simple poem but nicely written. I like the way you tell the story.

Terry Burns

Date: 3/9/2013 7:39:00 AM

Very provocative and sensual. I blushed just reading it. Thank you for your kind words about: O'er the Battlements I do Roam, It was not personally about my life but about The lives of all who have served and who have seen the horrors of war. This poem I dedicate to them.

Ale A A
Date: 3/9/2013 8:00:00 PM

Well thank you. We accept the dedication.