I touched your skin and burn away
as embers in myself will die
this orange – crimson feel my heat
in ashes now my heart depletes
the day we met, I curse that day
With breath of kerosene you say
those tempting words that make me stay
in flames of lust I’ve found defeat
I touched your skin
You’ve won again, you had me slain
the bed’s my pyre where I lay
I’m trapped in honey way too sweet
in arms you lock me in concrete
so all my efforts were in vain
I touched your skin
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Picture by Andrés Nieto Porras from Wikimedia Commons
Today at dVerse Form for All Tony will introduce us to the Rondeau.. a real fixed form. But still with lovely variations. Pub opens at 3 PM EST. Come join us.
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October 24, 2013
Björn Rudbergs writings 
Ooh! The power of lust. Sensuous and delightful. A wonderful write.
Thank you Anmol .. one of my favorite forms. I’m curious what other will do.
I thought I left a comment here, but I guess not. I liked this one so much that I came to read it again! You render the rondeau beautifully here.
Thank you Cubby.. I really like Rondeau as a form.. Amazing what you can do with a form that is so fixed…
Wow, very powerful and carnal.
Thank you Anja… yet a Rondeau.. 🙂
I see you got my invitation, smiles ~ I’ll trapped you until you burn in honey & flames 🙂
Lovely work on the form Bjorn ~ You’re a natural ~
Ha.. yes that was fun to read.
beautifully sensual
Thank you 🙂
Oh wonderful lust!
Following your clue here Björn, my little effort is ready and waiting. Can’t wait for the pub to open!
Anna :o]
Anna, I couldn’t find it on the site yet. .. but I’ll be back and check
whew….bjorn…wow….um….this has some nice heat….not a bad way to be slain eh? smiles…..honey and flame….mmm….
Burning honey is a menace… but yes slain you are.
I like the way the poem keeps going back to “I touched your skin.” Everything starts and ends there … very cool! and the breath of kerosene … yeow.
I touched your skin is the refrain… and yes it’s a cool form.
oh my goodness…. reading this i’m glad i’m home by tonite…oy…haha…smiles
Well, brother Bjorn, you rival the Romantic poets with your randy rondeau, and once more I must bow to your excellent ability to create so clearly within the confines of classic form. I can do it, but it is never a simple or easy task. I know these FFA prompts are essential for the spreading of our poetic horizons, & our education, and after mounting & mastering one, I feel delirious with glee–yet the stallion within does not like to walk or cantor, it wants to gallop freely with its tail & mane flying in the wind.
I knew I could rely on you, Bjorn … smiles. The heat and simple lust, with just a hint of menace, is a fantastic use of the form, taking it away from the cloying romanticism it all too easily falls into.
And as aresponse to Grace’s beautiful rondeau … wow! I hope more people read them one after the other, as I did.
You’ve done a wonderful job of portraying the lust–and the hopelessness–of your lost lover Bjorn, especially as the form is an exacting one. You excel with form.
breath of kerosene! cool pen, Bjorn ~
Perfect wow, Bjorn. Amazing poetry.
What passion….
And that kind of touch can go through one like the touch of a soldering iron.
Indeed.. Burning hot
That desire for sure leads into a trap. And that woman should not be excused. That is how I read your poem, and I certainly agree.
You can really write iambs, by which you make the reading simple.
Hmmm … You make the reading *easy*. 🙂
I think there’s some weakness of the flesh involved from the man as well.. Iambs are fun to write
Yes–sometimes one touch is all it takes. Great form, and the passion is contagious!
Mmmm…darkly sensual…I like your take on the rondeau. Well done!
full of passion and a tint of darkness…you are always great with form.
This rondeau has heat in it. Even the honey made me think of beeswax melting…
Very passionate! After writing my first rondeau, I’m seeing your attraction to the form!
Powerful writing.
passionate emotions!
Passionate emotions
Such passion, Bjorn. You are a true, true poet…
Ha – a funny–but believable–intersect here between the fire and honey and concrete–one feels enmired in many different substances in this type of stuck situation and all such a great contrast with skin. Thanks, Bjorn. k.
It was a fun one to write.. and I was amazed when it ended up next to Grace’s rondeau.. almost like it was. written in response….
I think the form is great for expressing the deepest emotions…not sure why or how..(is it the math?) or numbers? Loved reading your Rondeau…and the ‘agony of defeat’, Bjorn
I just came here after reading Grace’s piece and wowow! a combo deal here. Sweet romance and romantic sweets fusing a delight
Despite fire, honey, and other substances, I kept thinking of a spider and a web and the death inside the cocoon after wild passion. Strong images.
Wonderful refrain, at once sensual and delicate.
So first was a touch…not a word to say much…I doubt about the thought…what a pivot…since then around her spinning the world…the moment you touched her skin
Love this write. Very expressive!
Curse the day would about cover
everything does it not? A fabulous insight!
One of my favorite reads all month. I truly get it, and truly loved it.
Wow! This one sizzles.