Chilled Inferno
 

chilled inferno
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Scorched by life
my fire is swollen by engulfing yours
tasting wisps of furious blue
sampling white heat by the gale
licking such reds as your friction can deal
pregnant flame, seeded by your furnace
embers only remain,where once your blaze was banked
you sooth my lungs
such is your chilled inferno

I think Tilted Lit. needs more readers.. This went this long without someone commenting? I loved it. Loved!

thank you

Damn...with a crit like that, I may need to come here more often.

Or not.....*listens to the crickets in the corner*