Sonnet Iv: Leave Your Fires Burning Unattended Poem by Tanja Bulovic

Leave your fires burning unattended
To give you warmth even out of season
When summer rules have to be ammended
Using powers overgrown by reason
That makes you look away from all the stalls
Where she is selling trinkets of the past
When climbing highest of the city walls
Was done with ease meant to never last
She is charging nothing for her virtue
But you know that, as you're getting older
You would purchase everything of value
Just to catch one last glimpse of her shoulder

In all the markets, below and above
She alone is offering just love