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Cinder Girl
An ember sparked will softly glow, and fed by fuel, will grow and grow. I once was cinder, sparked by you, first timid. . . till the flames then grew. And so our start was touch of dawn, with amber hue, for I was drawn to eyes so welcoming and warm I never guessed you’d do me harm. Like morning glory, love in June the rapture of mid-afternoon, romance of which the ancients wrote, our passion had no antidote. And with the dusk, though scarlet tinged, our love began to come unhinged, for clouds arrived, which filled your eyes, extinguishing bright twilight skies. With cold of night came shadows’ pall, and I could not tear down your wall. By midnight’s hour, the fire was dead. Mere ashes smoldered in its stead. You left, and should you reappear, I’ve vowed to shun you. Now I fear the very thing for which I yearn - one touch. . . and then again - to burn. Original date of posting: 2/6/2010(though written earlier than that)
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