Ronberge (anno secundo) - villanelle Greek Fire (As I Burn with Desire)

As I burn with desire My brain’s aflame with wantin’ For you are my Greek fire. Your dream-form I try to capture. Pillows breathe, sheets become skin, As I burn with desire. The road to a place of sulphur I pave with thoughts forbidden, For you are my Greek fire A blaze that will not smother Consumes my straw-soul with sin As I burn with desire. ‘Lord, spare me from this danger! ’ I fall on hands and knees, prayin’, For you are my Greek fire. You belong to another! Yet, Lust in the night is callin’, As I burn with desire For you. You: My Greek fire.Ronberge (anno secundo)http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/villanelle-greek-fire-as-i-burn-with-desire/