Warm, Warmer, Hot
Warm, warmer, hot
Ink, a wandering hue,
drips like melted wax
on a silver candlestick
turns bright orange to,
lava, unstoppable, burning
the page.
Kathryn Collins
February 26, 2014
Copyright © Kathryn Collins | Year Posted 2014
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