Dying Embers of Love
Wildfires burning in my heart of hearts
Crackling in the wee dawn hours since
You took your love and left me high and
Dry never again to feel the lush greenery
Of your embrace,to hear the sound of your
Lilting voice telling me of your undying passion
When the smoke clears from my soul and I find
You're really gone,I will sweep the sorrow out and
Put you in a gilded box with all the memories and I'll
Throw away the key never again to let you darken my
Doorway or cross my broken path no matter how you beg
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