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AN    OLD    FLAME

Her lips were electric, burning to the touch
I hungered for them so much 
In an all-consuming  passion for her 
In a  fire dance leaving no ember
It was the first and only time  in my life 
A girl seemed destined to be my wife  
She loved  me so. . .  but then love vanished 
I had no idea why sudden it perished. 
Tried to hide the tears inside with a casual  smile
And say I didn’t think of her all the while. 

Try to pretend she was just another somebody. . . 
But  in the hush of night her half-heard melody
Repeating  its strain of rift and loss 
Still pervades  the  dreams where I drift and toss
Oh,  her voice is like an  unfinished song 
Whose chorus echoes all night long
To  the music  still strongly  burning. 
When comes her smile again amid my yearning  -
When I allow it to envelope me - 
It is cold flame, though a thousand degree  -
Still  I find no  answer  among the remains of the pyre.
Thirty years should have damped the fire.

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Written  7  June  2012

Entered in Gail Doyle's   Contest   Remembering A Lost Love

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