Among the smouldering embers <br />of a dying love <br />there always some warmth <br />if you want to look for it there. <br />A curtain is never shut <br />until the final length is pulled. <br />If you want a love to last <br />we must coax the embers <br />until the flame ignites again. <br /> <br />4 April 2009<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/coax-the-embers/
