By Charlotte Harper   <>
Date:  31 Aug 1996 

Ashes of the Heart

The breaking of a heart is ever so subtle
Alone inside the breast it aches
Turning the joys of lovin' into rubble
Where once the flames were alive with passion
Dancing with delight and fervor for living
And yet, upon the heart's floor is only ashes
The remains of a fire that raged with desire
Fed by longings so seldom e'er spoken
In the deepest part of man, dwells this fire.
With oceans of tears the fire is quenched
As the warmth is consumed by coldness
And the soul of man is dark and wrenched
Somewhere in the ashes an amber glows
Longing for fuel to leap to life once more
This is life! Look inside, the heart knows.

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