You have touched me; lit the fire in my heart,
The flames invade and awaken, pulling me into the velvet softness of you.
They flit and flicker through my thoughts, a fire thought to be long extinguished.
Fire burns in a body softly grazed by a gentle, soft and feathery touch of a lover.
Burning thoughts of you haunt me in the dark.
A flame plays and a shadow dances upon the walls of my mind.
The warmth of desire lingers on the lips; the heat of your hand still felt upon my breast.
The blaze seems to engulf every sense, needing to be quenched and satisfied.
Touch me, heal me and make the deep dark empty places disappear into nothingness.
Whisper to me, caress me, keep me safe and love me with all that you possess, let the flames warm me, consume me and complete me.

The Flame and The Shadow by S. Flint (lines)(c)1998 from the collection of Short Stories and Love Poems by the same author. aka "Ms Zoe"