“Love is like a dying ember”
The old song plays just for me.
The fires twilight is coming.
The soaring flames faded memories.
The spark clear as day.
A glance, smiles exchanged freely.
Awkward laughter shared.
Deeper looks, exchanges real.
Sudden longing for touch.
The desire to share and be shared.
All caught in a still of warmth.
Well maintained flames glow.
Partially kept ones slowly dwindle.
No fanning, no kindling, no growth.
The hidden embers spew heat.
They radiate a false flame.
Unable to hold of cooling.
Slowly, imperceivably discinigrates.
What once was spark and tender,
Coolness descends upon.
The single coal is powerless.
It’s companion is oblivious.
One day, it all changed.
“Only memories remain”
Quotes from “Blue Eyes Crying in the Rain” by Willie Nelson. Link below. ..