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in your eyes
i see
burning coals
smoldering yearning to
spring to life.
what would happen if-
but we can’t-
but we can,
we must,
We will.
other loves, other forms,
other lives
recede into the
distance.
take me as
I am.
tongues of fire burn
coals not consumed by heat,
hearts pulsing to one beat
yearning to be
free
you, as one, with me.
Anne Higa 
A passionate affair.
A forbidden love?
Great poem!
Sounds like some overpowering emotions are at play here. Positively steaming.
In a way, kind of spooky. Nicely done.
The passion’s very real. Is it spiritual or not, is the intriguing part.
Beautifully executed…smoldering passion.
Dear Anne,
Sensual and passionate. Well written.
Shalom,
Rochelle
very good!
A really original piece and very creative, thank you for this – I enjoyed it very much.
Nice blog!
Very nice.
Lovely, passionate poem!
Really beautiful poetry. I loved the way you pulled my eye to the “distance” 🙂
Gorgeous!
Wonderful piece. Thanks