Fire wows a person with its burning desire.
"Touch and burn".
The desire he looks forward to,
to burn up anything that dares him to.
"Burn, burn".
All those words came from the fire's whisper,
as it sizzles on a match while it's being held by the person's hand.
He gazes at the fire's light with his brighten, hypnotizing eyes like a mirror.
The person and the fire share a secret bond as if they speak to each other in a hidden language.
No one knows about it but only them.
The person is lost in the world,
into a made-up world where he's becomes a fire dweller all his life...
This isn't my first poem, but it's the longest poem I ever thought of. Feel free to let me know what your comments are so I can do anything to explain the story clearer.
Welcome to the blog for Prof. John Talbird's English 102 class. The purpose of this site is two-fold: 1) to continue the conversations we start in class (and to start conversations BEFORE we get to class) and 2) to practice our writing/reading on a weekly basis in an informal forum. You are required to write AT LEAST two paragraphs a week (in one or more postings).
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