Ring of FireA Poem by PeteIf I put my head deliberately into the fire, there is no appeal to fire or to the maker of fire, and I have only myself to blame. - Thoreau![]() I ran my hands over her unvarnished, eucalyptus skin. Oblivious to passion's poignant sin. Caressing breathless ecstasy. Indulging utopian fantasy. Two celestial bodies on a collision course. With an interplanetary Saturn force. Things grew increasingly dire. As I fell into conjugation's burning ... ... ring of fire ... © 2019 PeteAuthor's Note
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