Extinguisher Poem by Mark Heathcote

What element of nature would you be? so I said, fire
She said I would bring water to douse your fire
She said I was well coordinated but lacking in appeal
She said she likes to drive: buckle up I'll make you squeal
She said I was supple but firm and well endowed.
She said she'd like to rumba in her very own self-made raincloud
And make out like heavy metal music very, loud
I want to make your voice weep she said
And then rise likes a church steeple to the sun
I want you to lean against me like some hot south facing gable wall
I want to feel your heat and the weight of the world
But most of all I want to bring water to your fire
Extinguish a pot molten with desire you, call a fire.