Carmen Posted April 4, 2010 Share Posted April 4, 2010 Fire that flares up Suddenly in a cold night Will fade as quickly as it came. It burns, it dances In the passion of the moment You are here, in my arms My head against your chest My heart in your hands. The moment is gone The rain of reality Falls like an guillotine And all that remains Are the ashes of memory. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
oddbird1963 Posted April 4, 2010 Share Posted April 4, 2010 Very touching poem, Carmen! Thanks for contributing. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Valk0010 Posted April 4, 2010 Share Posted April 4, 2010 Lovely Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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