Belariath

This week's topic is The Dance!

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A quick bash ...

And from a slightly different angle ...

Very pretty pose, love the hair and clothes.

In Memory of Sorgram

If I were a Flame

If I were a flame my kindle would be your lips
The fire inside me, would be fed with your passion
Even when you left it would spark
My senses long for you.
There would be a few things, to put me out
Not careful tending, lies, and disillusionment

If I were a flame I’d long for your hands to feed me
Touch, would make me grow in excitement
Your strong arms adjust me this way or that
Crossing legs like fire logs on the fire
Resting me upside, or right side at your will

If I were a flame I’d take heed of the cold
Knowing that I would soon be ashes
Piled in ashes to blow as people pass by
Needing to reform as you gather me in your hand

If I were a flame I would need kindling
Your face brushed against my cheek
Like a flint upon stone
Your splash of passion quenches me

Would you tame me with your very soul?

If I were a flame, would you quench my fire?

You would whisper in my ear
I will keep you in the temple
Promise you to never disappear

A scorching kiss
Seals our lips
Hands clasp my hips

For The Dance
That never ends
and will always last

When you danced me into the snow
As your wife forever more
We swirled and dipped
Our footsteps wrote the words

Wildfire!