Don't Flick Those Embers On Me

Don't feed me heat from your tempers.
Don't flick those embers on me.
Don't feed me heat from your tempers.
I am not your foe or the enemy.

Don't feed me heat from your tempers.
Don't flick those embers on me.
Don't feed me heat from your tempers.
I am not your foe or the enemy.

You burn a lot of fuel just brood a mood.
Don't feed me heat from your tempers.
Don't flick those embers on me.

You burn a lot of fuel just brood a mood.
Don't feed me heat from your tempers.
Don't flick those embers on me.
You want an argument to venture.

Don't feed me heat from your tempers.
Don't flick those embers on me.
Don't feed me heat from your tempers.
I am not your foe or the enemy.
You want an argument to venture.

Don't feed me heat from your tempers.
I'm not in the mood to venture.
No foe am I or the enemy.

You burn a lot of fuel just brood a mood.
Don't feed me heat from your tempers.
Don't flick those embers on me.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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