Firestorm

Firestorm
by Lord Malinov

Smoldering embers dissolving in night
A quiet hush pregnant with unseen dawn light
I open my eyes, lift my head to the stars
Repeat my last words for no one to hear

I had seen her again, on the evening before
Not expecting her presence, I did not prepare
She crept up behind me, gently whispered my name
I started, she laughed, and the troubles began

Years before I had loved her, not she, never she
She never could love me, not me, never me
I loved her, she left me, left me lying alone
As the fire burned in me, I burned all alone

I asked her to join me, on that evening before
She smiled and took her place there on the stool
Her hand on my arm as I drank down my beer
I told her my story, then she said she must go

I started to stop her, but couldn’t say no
Watched her escape to another cold night
Repeating my story, as the fire raged on
Left me in embers, and another day dawned

About Lord Malinov

Lord Malinov, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet - author of Song of Songs, Journals of Lord Malinov, Erotic Romances and others ...
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