February 11th, 2012 at 8:35PM

Kindling

I am hot and bothered

For you set me on fire

But aren’t here to silence tongues

Or douse the flames that spring from kindling

Here comes the rain

As your chance is missed

Though my fingertips pulsate

With every click of every key

I have none to sensationalize my sensations

I would be satisfied with being held

But I sit on my own

Smoldering

Long forgotten embers

In a coal fire still ending

I am put out

I am hot

I am bothered by your indifference

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