After the Glow

after the glow
at the end of desire
when all is gone
'cept ash from the fire
the wind picks up
and blows them away
gone are the dreams
of our yesterday
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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December 17, 2010 at 5:42 AM
Nice metaphor you have penned on the dreams of yesterday, B.J
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