Love Poem: Popping Wood
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Written by: Frank F. Atanacio

Popping Wood

The only light that filled the room, 
was coming from the fireplace,
as two shadows loom,
and the glowing flames gave no waste,
as the love-making was in such good taste,
as the gentle logs burned,
unity was learned,
and they would make love all night if they could,
as the sounds coming from the fireplace
 was just of popping wood.