Have you stoked the warm embers of passionate rebellion
Have you been drunk on the nectar of the soft dew of the imaginations
Have you cupped the flame of incandescent conversation
Or once sank into the bracket of an unspoiled affair.
read it on Caferati...
Cool!
Stroked the mane of a roaring lion ? No - I'm chicken.
Several iines of the 'questionnaire' were fine-sounding- the flames of an incandescent conversation, the shade of a goddess (would make a fine title), the back-alleys of a false prophet.
'Have you smelt the bitter art of the loom of invention' -
Looms have no smells or tastes, you could use a fabric metaphor there.
Aparna