Lightning doesn’t have to kindle firestorms. While we feed on each other’s flame no other heat will take us apart. Love me because we’ve tasted the scarlet ink writing our souls to heaven without hammering flesh and bone to pieces.
if you know me well,
you will love me hard… knowing
I’ll love you better
Fire of Love, by Samarel
the wee notes…
– crafted to life out of the replies 13 of you provided when I asked what the senryū portion of this haibun made you feel. Thank you for writing with me, my Wicked Luvs. You can read the actual responses here, here and here.
– for Hedgewitch’s Friday 55 and Poets United.