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Turkey Day

i picked you

it was my honor

so curvaceous

my eyes were drawn 

to some delicious possibilities

i couldn’t help but smooth my hands across your body 

caressing you in the company of others

they wanted you, but i got there first

staked my claim

my hunger increases

as i tie you up

love restrained

as i prepare you

for my artistry

you will know 

how much i love you

by the way

i

un-dress you

separating the meat from the bone

enveloping you in juices

welcoming you home

so thankful for you 

Fire

no matter how timid the precense be

a storm burns hot 

defining me

a button 

a trigger

a poke

a push

sets off

a 

plume

and scorches

the bush

the eyes

are tender

the soul is too

hold tight to me

and i to you

the colors combust

a frightening hue

purple embers

iris flames

so sizzling red

no flicker the same

i walk the road

let ashes fall

accept me frozen

envelop me all

the entire me

from tip to eternity

winter to fall

all moments in between

love me fat or lean

happy or mean

i’m wrapped in special stuff

treasure the gift

i’m falling slowly

be sure to sift

one day i’ll be gone

gather now 

precious pieces of me

hot to the touch

breathe in my fire

but not too much

save some

hold some

store some

paint some

use a clean brush