Where Frozen Embers Burn
Her hand of friendship, not desire
Though we traveled roads long and far
My heart was hers for all to lend
She sought from life a blazing star
The years became a seedless tree
A love kept silent, never grew
My honor held in quiet stead
As she disappeared from view
An Autumn night, as years had passed
Came gentle knock, my open door
And there she stood in a quiet pose
A rushing kiss, the empty floor
A night we found of hungered bliss
The embers cold to passion's fire
The last goodby was her gift
She'd always known my heart's desire
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8/18/14
Copyright © Frederic Parker | Year Posted 2014
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