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Make Me Burn

Do not just touch me, 
                  feel me
Do not just kiss me, 
                  devour me
Do not just look at me,
                  see me
Do not just hear me, 
                  listen to me

I am here to willingly give it all to you
It is not too much to ask the same in return
I wish to die in your arms, to come back again
I wish it for you, to make my skin burn
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Parish Avatar
February 6, 2009 at 8:05 PM
Burn, baby, burn...hot poetry...good write Michael
Jordan Avatar
February 6, 2009 at 5:45 PM
Michael very intense ending - i loved the fire in this poem along with the open emotion - God Bless, MJ
Mckenzie Avatar
February 6, 2009 at 1:13 PM
Michael wow I hope she makes your skin burn? Your heating up the pages again! LO LO Great write! Laura :)
Gass Avatar
February 5, 2009 at 6:13 PM
This is a great write, Michael filled with a lot of deep emotion and passion that I am sure many can relate to. Well said! Thank you for your kind words. You were exactly right, "Forever......" is more of a country ballad. Love, Robin
Atanacio Avatar
February 5, 2009 at 12:40 PM
wow-- intense roller-coaster ride here... wow
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