Ember Rose
The dark fire
like burning chocolate
is always in her eyes
Her body is the color of toasted orange warmth
Forever hot
her midnight cherry hair flickers
around broad naked shoulders
She flowers in the night
arching her spinal stem toward the moon
Word crackle out of her dewy lips
sometimes thorny
always true
This igniting rose blooms in heat
Eternally thirsting
she drinks in passion
absorbing lust in all its garden varieties
pulling it through the roots of her being
She lives
searing reality with the embers
of her blue shadow
February 22, 1994
Tressa Lee Breen
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