BESIDE THE FIRE
Certain darkness
... and midnight dreams
gunfire
and a silver thread
dancing
upon the edge of the Moon
The wind
bending itself
into a quiet breeze
Soldiers lying asleep
among the branches of the heart
Side by side
in weariness
Eyes closing
embers glowing
youth and fire.
The nightbird's song
is warm and strong
a final kiss
of love forgotten
... and nights of fire
so long ago
Never a promise
of dawn.
Never ever.