Member Poem

We are the slow burn.

The sudden collision of our energies
kindled the fledgling sparks,
a convergence that made us hunger
for a friction that would lead us
to a luminous ignition.

Alight with lustrous flare
and nurtured with ferocious need,
these flickers will cling, entire.
Interminable heat building
to a blaze that will consume.

So when you ask me
to never let you forget
the flames that engulf us,
I will remind you –
We created this fire,
this inferno is only ours to claim.

We are the radiant burn.

Succumbing to passion that emanates
in the warmth of this incandescence;
every static, dormant nerve awakens,
with these ripples of conduction
fluent only from your touch.

This fervid burning will devour
until you mark me as yours alone.
Flesh charred with this essence,
your most intimate signature
within the clutches of a molten core.

So when you ask me
to never let you forget
the grips of this possession,
I will remind you –
We created this fire,
this carnal ardour is only ours to declare.

We are the smouldering burn.

Should we be reduced
to naught but embers ebbing
amongst cinders and ash,
I will remind you –
We created this fire,
these glowing flashes only ours to affirm.
Only ours to replenish, fuel, and nourish,
should we wish to inflame once more.

We are the inextinguishable burn.

So when you ask me,
to never let go, to always hold on
to the bonds of this conflagration,
I will remind you –
We created this fire,
and it is ours for the taking we choose.

In this unquenchable fevered nexus
we make our covenants.
Every blistering promise
singed far deeper than flesh.
Every scorching memory
seared beyond erasure.

We created this unceasing fire.
We are the indelible burn.

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Previously published on LushStories