Poem: The Forbidden Flame


The Forbidden Flame
by Marsha Marie



a lonely match
standing erect
the trees beacon
feet cemented
branches stretched forth
heat so near
leave me--she begs--it is forbidden
tears wash down to cool her flame
trails of steam brush his eyes
branches sway in confusion
the little match bows in sighs


Nature, Waters, Lake, Island, Landscape

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