by Carmen Brack
I wish I could breathe fire
Into every other face
A breath ripe with desire
A breath that leaves a trace
A trace of me in you
Of my soul in your soul
To soil or to enlighten
A flame that takes its toll
I wish I could inspire
Just one gaze in return
Desire for desire
Forget all fear and burn
(written May 1, 2012)
I clawed my way out of a hole
and never looked back.
Much later, I returned.
“Just to have a look,”
I told myself.
Standing, staring from the edge
I slipped.
(written April 22, 2012)
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