Aguirre
- By Jair Trice
- Published 08/17/2007
- Poetry
- Unrated
Jair Trice
Jair, “The Literary Masturbator™”
See His Bio in "Meet the Writers"
Aguirre
By The Literary Masturbator™
He is a flame that ignites the embers of my soul
A slow burn
His eyes, his eyes are the pilots creating a fire inside of me that smolders underneath the surface
At any moment it can combust into an inferno, creating a blaze that could either destroy or create a heat so intense it will sear generations to come
He is charred into my mind like a brand on animal skin, laying claim to my psyche
And I burn, and I burn, but I don’t burn up
Copyright ©Jair 2007
He is a flame that ignites the embers of my soul
A slow burn
His eyes, his eyes are the pilots creating a fire inside of me that smolders underneath the surface
At any moment it can combust into an inferno, creating a blaze that could either destroy or create a heat so intense it will sear generations to come
He is charred into my mind like a brand on animal skin, laying claim to my psyche
And I burn, and I burn, but I don’t burn up
Copyright ©Jair 2007
