Best Torched Poems
There was a fire eater named Glinder
Who performed for a circus in Flinder.
He pushed the torch down far
Forgetting his hours at a bar.
All that remains of Glinder is a cinder.
We’ve been burned before:
Left in the hot seat
smoldering and angry.
Wondering how we got here
and if we’re ever going home.
We marvel at downpours
their ability to not only quench desire
but to drown out the burning
as though it never happened.
Why can’t they remember
what we can’t forget?
So I watch the torch pass
from one hand to the next
the motorcade following
one alighting, then more
Because to drop it now
would be a sin:
So we hold it up
like a beacon.
Let it light the way
for the path – the subsequent
stumble, charring and burning…
Well done!
Oh! Touch me kiss my trembling mouth
hotly breath and moan your intentions
all over me bite my neck extend for me
feel my rising raging urge sweat for me
release the confines of your femininity
as they rise and swell beneath my eager
clutches as you show me your affections
as you grasp me restless with abandon
your fervent urge your blazing hot reach
slide your misty soft tongue all over me.
and I
and I will pull you to me deeply gaze into
your smoldering eyes then swift and boldly
insistent roam your shivering and quivering
body glistening moistening trickling slow
at my arousal and so awaken you take you
strip your lace rip your lace place white hot
kisses into you onto you all over your depths
entrance you subjugate you hypnotize you
to my purpose my urgency my attentions.
and we
and we will soar be replete in this rapture
our longing our impatience this craving
this furious need scorching fiery torching
open yourself and take me grasp me break
me pull me tight and cling to me fall into
my adoring eyes and grip and pant groan
give yourself to me relinquish everything
tattoo your carnality onto my aching soul
shoot flames of lightning within without
rise into me hold steady heavy our breaths
this blaze this inferno this rampant fire
give me your finality hard clutch me as
you relinquish your insanity all over my
raging insistence and so spent these our
bodies ashes on the bed our torrid loving
inferred incurred exerted consumed expended.
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Therefore as my heart beats for you and you only..(he's thinking)
(She knows assuming?) as she smirks while her fire-red hair ignites more than her surrounding
Yet the room is ready for a bong fire as her hair throws off more than this room can give off its space
Panic arises for there's no circulation in this tiny dungeon and I can't seem to breathe (he's acknowledged as she)
The fire is ready to set within flames and melt this Winter down
A candle burning near doesn't have a chance against tonights winter sonnet(shes considering)
Yet ready to consider for thee,
Thou my heart beating for her and her only will tame this flame(he knows)
My heart beats for her and her only(he still knows)
My heart beats for him and him only(she knows )
He grins thus Winter for MB"19"
The once was a group on Fourth of July
Who partied with all that money could buy
Games and food suited their mood
A flaming dessert seemed good
Until a roman candle torched their pie