Renga

LittleToe

passion rising like the sun
thawing after the dawn cool
Xena

cool hands, warm flesh
melting into each other
heaven is in sight
LittleToe

dew forms as we perspire
dawn rises into the mist
Xena

passion mists the air
hunger fans the fiery flame
burning with desire
LittleToe

then the pangs of hunger
consume the heart and soul
refiners fire

The green eyed beast rises like gorge and jealousy gnaws, like a worm, at my vitals.

Lol guys.
Have fun.
LittleToe

ROFL
With that round of consumption, perhaps the Renga is at an end.
All good literature should end with a cliffhanger!
So, how about critique and comment?
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LittleToe

Xena:
I don't know if that was good for you, but YOU were incredible!!!
Phew, sweetheart, let me down softly!!!
You cleverly railroaded the entire sequence into a tunnel, from whence it never returned.
Now, where's that "Green eyed beast" killing implement I left in the shed?
refiners fire

critique.
Sorry I missed this thread. Never looked at it before.
Comment.
I want Xena to whisper poetry like that to me!
LittleToe

If you've read the lot in a single sitting, then I'll say this for you; you've got stamina. Take note, Xena!!!
LOL