Blush Fire Poetry by Kayla Drouilhet

I carve

his likeness in a ginger root...

shifting owl wings

blush fire the way his words pierce my heart

the burning curse of my love for you... night train whistle

slight blush… the no rush of fingers within my hair

Blush Fire Poetry: I am a deeply passionate woman about poetry, writing stories, and photography! I could talk alll day about it!