We kicked the sheets to the foot of the bed
where they twisted like ropes,
caught us around our ankles,
legs already woven into each other,
pricked over in fresh sweat
that made their clinging embrace too much
for the fire under our skins.
Tonight’s prompt for the DVerse Poets Quadrille night is fire!
Carol J Forrester 
Fire under our skin….pricked! A hot one!
Trying to shake things up. I’ve been writing a lot of anxiety poems recently and wanted to try and shift away a little bit else I feel like I’m just saying the same thing over and over again.
It worked!
Oooooo! Steamy! Carol, this is HOT. Love it.
Haha, thank you. I must be in a cheeky mood tonight. It was an intentionally steamy poem for once. Normally I end up being saucy completely by accident.
This was so very hot… that fire under skin is really a great description.
Thank you Bjorn.
Fiery passion on a Monday evening, Carol! I love it!
Thank you Kim.
It’s a sign of plenty of passion if the covers are thrown off.
Burning up the page – very nice.
Loved this!!!! 🙂 Sizzling!!!!
oh..a sensuous one !
Saucy!!!💖💖💖
Those darn covers … 🙂
Steamy and sexy! Love it!
Vivid and passionate. Well, ok….it was steaming hot!
❤