Embers
By Cinara
Embers Lost in red of glowing ember Eye in mesmerized remember Sees a picture painted in November’s frigid chill of night It was by a warming fire Night of longing, heart’s desire That her staring eyes were deeply Mired in the flickering light Long ago this youthful splendor That for years would cruelly render Painful thoughts and visions to a Tender heart of purest gold Love still burning in the deepness Of the night, in taunting sleepless hours the lonely heart in weary weakness still the past beholds In the fire the face of passion In desire’s embracing fashion Love that once to this sweet soul Was rationed within embers’ keep Now she stares into the ashes Glowing embers, little flashes Til the blinking of her lovely lashes fall into a sleep He slowly enters, stepping lightly Lights again the fire nightly Still he watches o’er his love From brightly shining stars above Written February 14th, 2002 © on Feb 14 2002 11:40 AM PST 0 • 8
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