Burned
You've been taught the lesson,
But when are you going to learn?
When you play with fire,
Eventually you feel the burn�
�of broken heart
and damaged soul
and hurting body
no longer whole
�of blown out flames,
begotten dreams,
erased rainbows
and dried up streams
�of tender kisses,
a soft love song,
a need so hot
it must be wrong
�of babies breath,
sweet roses, too,
miracles
and I love you
You've been taught the lesson,
But when are you going to learn?
When you play with fire
Eventually you'll feel the burn.
� Kathee Tschudy, September 18, 1998
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