Brittany's Sonnet: The Fire

The Fire – Brittany Lehman

His kisses fall like embers on my skin,

igniting a roaring fire deep inside.

These emotions cannot ever be denied;

he is my favourite type of sin.

No other man could ever begin

to make me burn, even if he tried,

the same way I do in his hazel eyes;

a passion that scorches deep within.

A blanket of snow falls when he is gone,

my heart labours through drifts just to beat.

My frozen lips attempt a fire song,

but the winter ice covers in thick sheets.

I hear his sizzling voice and the snow melts away,
the flames of his embrace engulf me whole; here I stay.