Emotional Explosions
Born with matches inside us
but we can’t strike them
we need oxygen
the breath of the person you love
dazzled by an intense emotion
warmth grows within us
fading slowly
a new explosion comes to revive it
Each person will set off those explosions
in order to live
the combustion that occurs
nourishes the soul
The box of matches dampens
If one doesn’t set off these explosions
and not a single match will ever be lighted.
👁 5💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.