Posted in Prose, Relationships

A Burning Sensation

Love or lust?

She asked herself

when he looked at her

like he did,

 

A quiet dinner

for two, quiet until

he yelled, loud and bothered

“A burning sensation, has me in

its grips!”

 

Love or lust?

She wondered again,

would he, should she, why did he choose

this moment in time?

 

“The cheese fell out of my tortilla,

burning, a burning sensation

down below!”, he cried

 

She knew, Oh yes

She knew,

It was lust after all….

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Author:

Just an American lost in Denmark. The past few weeks being back in the good old USA. It is like Aliens have taken over my mind, changing it from what I knew to what I know. It might be the heat, or it might be the influence of hearing English 24 hours a day, but whatever the cause, it is only temporary while dealing with this time and space.

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