Fire...... Poem by RIC BASTASA

the night was young
and so we built a fire
until it will be cold
and darker
than dark for in this time
of the confusion of our
lives
when the fire gets redder
than red and
hotter than warm i
certainly find you more
beautiful than ever

oh, this deception of fire
that rages in the night of my
loneliness
has made you more desirable
to the demands of my
own flesh

i have never wanted this fire
to stop
but it stopped just the same
and you have changed
from shadow to stone

do not blame me when i leave
Fire, you have surely
deceived myself...