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Glow

Sit by the fire my love, 
and let its flare 
caress you softly, 
soft as the 
suggestion of my touch 

fluttering gently on your 
skin yet slowly 
fading, as frail embers 
quit their glow 
and sputter cold. 

My passion shall o'ercome 
flame's waning appetite 
and keep you warm, 
'til stars rescind 
their luster to the dawn.

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Eric Boddie

Date: 1/7/2016 10:48:00 PM

you slick talker keith....that's my boy....lol

Eric Boddie
Date: 1/7/2016 11:45:00 PM

I couldn't have said it better myself....lol

Keith Bickerstaffe
Date: 1/7/2016 11:32:00 PM

There ya go! cool, huh?

Arthur Vaso

Date: 1/7/2016 9:56:00 PM

That last stanza, is beautiful.

Keith Bickerstaffe
Date: 1/7/2016 10:01:00 PM

Yeah... I like that one too! Best wishes, Keith

Old Man Emu

Date: 1/7/2016 4:24:00 PM

really nice Keith, fires and love seam to go hand in hand.

Keith Bickerstaffe
Date: 1/7/2016 5:09:00 PM

Sorry it didn't come ot in verse form! K.

Keith Bickerstaffe
Date: 1/7/2016 5:07:00 PM

New Year's Eve There are only two things now, The great black night scooped out And this fire-glow. This fire-glow, the core, And we the two ripe pips That are held in store. Listen, the darkness rings As it circulates round our fire. Take off your things. Your shoulders, your bruised throat! Your breasts, your nakedness! This fiery coat! As the darkness flickers and dips, As the firelight falls and leaps From your feet to your lips! D.H. Lawrence

Keith Bickerstaffe
Date: 1/7/2016 5:06:00 PM

This was inspired by a D.H. Lawrence poem entitled 'New Year's Eve...' check it out! Thanks my friend. Best wishes, Keith