Steve C
Mar 6, 20211 min
Updated: Jan 6, 2022
The mark of her unexpected touch
fell beneath the skin line,
sliced between his ribs
and lit upon a vast darkness,
a nothingness painstakingly ignored
convincingly denied.
he did not hear her words
but nodded mute agreement just the same,
waiving her away without daring to look.
hoping how he caught his breath escaped her
she moved away as any other day,
unmindful of his suffering,
of her pyrotechnic power over him.
unaware such careless collisions of her fingertips against him
meant anything more than the delivery of mail, messages
and coffee.
Or, that they caused anything remotely in the third degree
she never even smelled the smoke
as she dreamed of setting such fires
in other men.
and went about her drudgery.
an accidental arsonist
igniting the embers
of his smoldering heart
--Karen Suriano
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