Michael Farquer

(03-17-1962 / Wilmington Ohio)

COLD FIRE


Standing here
In the middle of the fire
Watchin the walls burn
Feelin my heart turn
Hard as a rock
Cold as stone
A cold fire
Look away
And when the walls fall
How will you deal with it
This time
By the light
Of the cold fire
You see your reflection
Ah love in the darkness
Should be kept in the night
Never to see the light
Never to see the truth
Always gonna get burned
Fire and ice
A dangerous combination
Ah but destiny rules
And the walls will fall
One more time
In the cold cold fire

05/17/05 Ninth Wave Poems
Michael Farquer

Submitted: Thursday, April 12, 2007
Edited: Monday, February 14, 2011

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