Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

speaking writing in code
pressing my tongue
to the ridged roof
of my mouth as i strain
waiting for that
one perfect word to
roll on out
i don't pick up roget
when i'm here
so its never pretty
and oh so limited
but we both know what
it means when
i say
passion me baby
a just muse whos
starting little fires
all over...little pyro
lovin the heat
heating me up and
putting me out with
gasoline
my passion burns like
a mountain of tires
it just goes on
for weeks
months even
making clouds of black smoke that i
choke myself on.
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"my passion burns like
a mountain of tires"

yeah, impossible to not notice it. I like the image and it makes me smile reading it from here.
saludos,

Arcadia

Naw, but I gotta ask:

For real? It's like that?

smoldering.

Well, if it's not like that it sure should be!

I'm all asimmer!!!!

What a fucking marvelous write!!!! oops, did I type fucking? Well I meant it.....

I echo mt

"smoldering" x 2 x 2

thanks much.

yeah, its just like that.
burning me
inside out baby,
til smoke comes
out my nose
and i'm a
lusty dragon
snorting and
pawing
til i can
sink my teeth in
to you.

Yea its amazing when the muses gets that fired up but I see it in a lot of your writing. keep those fireballs of thought coming. "C"