MY HEATED SENSES

MY HEATED SENSES

If I stream past you, swirl around your feet, cooling and cleansing
Will you stop and look at me and say:
"This is how I like to be treated,
with dignity. This is what my feet deserve!"

If I flow around you in the hot summer afternoon, cooling you down
Will you stop and hug yourself and say;
"This is what I love to feel,
Cooling breeze to calm my heated senses"

If I warm you, my twigs and logs crackling in the cold winter night
Will you sit near me, face me and say:
"How warm do you make me feel
How light and dancing are the flames you let dance for me".

If I spread myself over you, me, the comforter that I am
Will you revel in my warmth and say:
"Nothing in the world brings so much
warmth and love to me. Be mine forever".

And I will be yours forever, floating, caressing,
smiling and loving, and all-encompassing.

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Poem by Darren White,

December 30, 2016