This next poem was originally untitled but was then chosen for publication so I think I let the editor title it Hatred but I've since re-titled it to Passion because it's more fitting. (The Outer Fringe, Issue #6 Shrovetide, 1992, Editor: Thomas Pagano)
Passion (A Burning Ember)
In the night
Through the sky
Stars: the only light
The soft grass
And comforting breeze
There is no pain
But a fire burns within
Passion (A Burning Ember)
In the night
Through the sky
Stars: the only light
The soft grass
And comforting breeze
There is no pain
But a fire burns within
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