Old Flame Poem by Beth Bailey
Old Flame
Rating: ★5.0
Smoldering ashes of a long forgotten fire
Stirred with stick of wanton desire
The flame first blue, then red, then white
It burns too hot and reason takes flight
Lips that love and lie to one
Whisper goodnight when day is done
Should I ever kiss your cheek in sun's light
Every wrong will be turned to right
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
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4/19/2024 11:51:47 PM # 1.0.0.1119
nice fair and short..good. the metaphor is very perfect i like it