This was originally posted 21 December 2011.
“A dame that knows the ropes isn’t likely to get tied up.”
– Mae West
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Fire & ice
Winter
It’s cold
Like your touch
And I
Am a creature
Of the heat
I
Delight in the taunting
Massage
Of the sun’s rays
They force me
Into
Complete submission
Fire Its The power
And it burns
Deep inside me
Beware
Your daggers
Of ice
Cannot penetrate me
I will laugh
As you melt
Fire & ice
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Bisous,
Léa
Gorgeous. I want to be a creature of fire also. =)
Perhaps, you already are? 😉
Thank you for commenting, Léa
There is strength in this poem – as well as sizzle! I love it! xxx
Yes! A wee bit of fire! 😉 xxx
oh i love that warrior spirit here… not backing down under the ice and cold… powerful
C’est moi! Merci beaucoup!
Wow you go girl! Forget the ice queen, you are the fire temptress! 😀 x
I don’t know about the temptress but I know when I’ve had my fill and what I will no longer tolerate! I deserve better and I WILL HAVE IT! :)) x
And you deserve it! xx
🙂 xx
Great poem Lea, I love the title too. I hope your world is warm with sunshine.
Thank you Kath, It is an oldie but one I am fond of for a number of reasons. It isn’t hot here but warm and not as sunny as I may wish as the sun is busy playing hide and seek with the clouds. However, it let me have another lovely walk up into some of our surrounding hills watching some sun come up and some mist over nearby hills. It is like watching poetry in action!
Once again so well written, spare and powerful! Kudos…….and my like won’t stick! ❤ ❤
Thank you so much Cindy. Are you back in the Holler?