One has come and taken your place
and I love her more than I love myself
though some might think that easy
if they knew me as you do
But this is such a careful dance of love
and I still burn from your wild fire
I have no dreams, only nightmares
but dreams would have you to drown in
and I must not fall again. I cannot
My sorrow is that the burns of your touch
are still so warm
~~~
© W.R.R. 11/18/2001
As Ashes Scatter 