You’re on fire,
with your passion so red
so perfectly pink
and glowing
nerves standing
stretching your skin
your lips alight
with song
vibrating in your throat
belting from your lungs,
the heat of you
reaches my ears
and melts my insides.
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Linda G. Hill 
Good singer?
Must be. 🙂
lol What’s the poem about?! I get some good vibrations going. Just throwing it out there.
It’s whatever you want it to be about. The point is that you feel it. 🙂
What am I feeling? Guide me so that I might understand what I’m touching! 😉
Something hot, obviously. 🙂
So this is really just a throw out there and see what happens? Otherwise wondering what I’m doing to melt your insides.
I think that’s really all poetry should do… create a feeling or an atmosphere for the reader to enjoy, to escape into or to wallow in… or in some cases to cringe from.
I suppose yes, it’s ‘throw it out there’ in that way. Let your imagination wander. Take from it whatever you interpret, and then escape.
Madness! Alright, I’ll accept it. This time. 😉 I did like it.
Thank you. 🙂
You can feel the passion oozing out of each line, Linda. This is a really powerfully emotional poem.
Thanks so much, Chris. 🙂