Embrace!

body bruised,
burning in the fire
that consumes and names!

living by hunger,
fed my memory...
and the scent of something

from that faraway shore!
stories written in ashes,
the crackle and the smoke...

winter, and stillness.
but the light still burns,
the room stark and empty!

hand extended,
naked, unashamed!
calling forth the lover

dressed in flesh and touch!
breathe on me!
softly blow the ashes....

still fire beneath...
waiting for embrace!

poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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