Fragranced Fury


Flame pirouettes on charred, slender wick.
Torrid taper of intense passion licks
Rim of glass suppressing its strength, fury, power,
Lusting for escape to ravage and devour.


Perfumed spirit waltzes delectably through rooms.
Escaping molten wax, her luscious fragrance blooms.
Sweet bouquet fusing with savage rage,
Beauty and beast in vivid union engaged.


Fire extinguished; its wrath succumbs;
One last sputter from flicker hums.
Beast now smothered, yet incense hovers
Searching for her lost, fervent lover.


Copyright 2003 by Kathleen