impassioned.

By jodeanna

Waves of passion
flow from you
like liquid.

A glimpse in your eyes
says more than you ever could
with your tongue.

I can see the pulsing flames
that dance heatedly within you.
They threaten to devour you.
I think that, perhaps,
they would devour me too
if you'd let them.

I could easily
become addicted
to this.

And so
I stay
away.

For
fear.

But then again,
I couldn't stand to lose this.

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Published on Wednesday, February 8, 2012. Filed under: "Love" and "Poetry"

Author's Note:

This isn't just about lust. It's so much more than that.

Comments on "impassioned."

On Tuesday, February 14, 2012, FadedBlues (2096) wrote:

...wonderful truth in the 2nd stanza: eyes speak that which can't be conveyed in language...
On Saturday, February 11, 2012, redfurrydragon (50) wrote:

A light of familiarity...dark love...thank you for the warm breeze in the cold of night...
On Monday, February 6, 2012, Devilish (2633) wrote:

I think that, perhaps, they would devour me too if you'd let them. I like how you said that instead of if I let them.. Says a lot.. lovely.. Thank you for the comment on my work miss... I appreciate it..
On Monday, February 6, 2012, dwells (4177) wrote:

You will always wonder unless you do - most people don't think too much about poetry and the stock answer usually is "that's nice". So don't get your hopes up either, cheers!
On Wednesday, February 8, 2012, jodeanna (41) wrote:

You're right. I would have always wondered "What if?" I showed it to him and he was very flattered.