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The Fire Burns
Poems
Apr 2018
Sweet Layers
Like sweet baklava,
sitting on a plate,
tempting decadence,
between thin layers.
Light and airy and opaque,
just like phyllo dough,
slowly I remove the top,
seeking out the flesh inside.
With deft touches of tongue,
sampling the flavors,
honey sweet, buttery smooth,
a hint of rose and orange.
I continue exploring her layers,
my dessert, my sweet, my all,
when finally there are none left,
revealing the pure nectar.
Quickly I drink from the fountain,
rehydrating, invigorating, growing,
all consuming, fed and drunk,
I am satiated, by her.
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The Fire Burns
M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)
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