intense heat brands
our rapid introspection
stinging trees with affirmation
by the frozen water and
my head across your knees.
© Ben Ditmars 2014

I haven’t written very many love poems lately. I used to write a fair amount, but for whatever reason I stopped. Tonight, I thought I’d give them another try.
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the scent of linen
and a confidante are
cures for superannuated
hearts – and she is more
than radiant.
© Ben Ditmars 2014
Image by Flickr
Prompt No. 231 by “HeartSoup“