“Fire through the lines”
(She who walks and talks to think)
If our conversations appeared in real life,
what would it look like?
Would we be a couple for ever in each others thoughts,
never needing to speak because we talk with our hands…
Would you be that big gust of wind that lifts up my dress as I cross the street?
Would you be the next line I write in my rants about us in poetry…
Would I become the song you constantly sing to yourself, when I’m not in our presence?
Or would I be that last lick of frosting you get from an empty cake plate?
We can fire up the lines that run up and down poles to provide
we get lost in each other as our hands play the others role in our meetings of masturbation. But, will that same fire spark flames when we meet…or will we realize that we are just another face on the street…I wonder…
© Copyright, Audrey Burke-Moore 2015
Response to our Inspiration Call on May 20, 2015
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