December! Your stretch is drenched in a bitter stench!!
Frost and fermented fun, run course through your trench
I cower and quiver, besieged by the winters breathe
My patience for her whispers whimper to a splinters breadth
So I’m Befriending her enemy, warm, vivid and bold
A flickering fire, she finds means to limit the cold.
Teasing my every senses as she dances in place
The beautiful smell, sound, taste, warmth on my face
I watched the dancing amber’s in her house full of red
A spectrum of anger gifting them a comfort filled bed.
Misunderstood and abused, she lends herself to be used
Lacking direction, flicking wildly, I too am confused.
A pocket of warmth nestles these rebellious stones
A furnace for fine destruction, its pure power alone.
A straying few alone can lend distraction a home,
Ignorantly lit, the flames seductively moans.
Inviting, but protective, she doesn’t want me so near
Knowledge of her is obtuse and lends so rightly to fear.
Its light, a mere distraction from the beautiful feast
Visual deception, from the carnage at peace
My open palms stray wanting, such an ignorant lust
Naive humanity forges fire with gullible trust.
“Man invented fire”, how pompous and bold
Claiming to tame that element that saved from the cold
Natural and wild, beautiful but fierce
Even the darkest cloak will appease to be pierced.
Paving mans arrogance, just goading the gloat
The genesis of “genius” is suspended afloat.
Man invented the wheel, but we stumbled on fire!
She entertains our trust, such a humble desire
Her tantrums can claim lives, even level a fort
Devious minds of men merely embezzled a force.
She understands my respects and teases my skin
Against Decembers rugged touch, were achieving a win!