Rousing the ashes

Inside of my soul

For one tiny spark

To ignite


Then, how I burn

How my body quakes

Weeping for you

In the night


Touch provokes touch

As I hunger for more

To quiet

My raging need


Clawing for comfort

I pass through the fire

Feeling my poor

Heart bleed


Searching the shadows

For your soft eyes

To somehow

Keep me warm
I lie bereaved

For emptiness follows

Each tumultuous storm


©Kay Salady


About Kay Salady

I write about the greatest force on earth that, I believe, lives on forever and surpasses all else. "All your poems read like I am watching an artist use words instead of colours full of feeling." ~Anon.

Posted on March 6, 2016, in Kay Salady Poetry, love poetry, poetry, the poetry of kay salady, Uncategorized and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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