FIRE AND DESIRE

  

I watch the fire flicker . . .

As the ice melts in a glass of whiskey –

I’m trying not to think of you,

But as always it never works!

I am amazed at how you seep into my mind

Is it the whiskey or is it the fire?

Or maybe it’s the sadness of being alone –

Whichever you always seem to find me!

 

Remembering the times you were here,

And when I held you in my arms . . .

I can still taste the wine on your lips,

And see the passion reflecting in your eyes –

I watch the fire flicker . . .

Wishing I could touch you once more!

 

Epaphroditus© October 25, 2023