In the fires of our dreams, <br />we burn our desires away. <br />Among the ashes that we scatter <br />old and distant loves lay. <br />In the warmth of the raptures, <br />we hold our youth’s accolade <br />clinging to forgotten pleasures <br />we once used to seek. <br />We erase the traces <br />of conquests we wish we made <br />with removal of errant faces <br />from the corners of our mind. <br />We scatter them to the four winds <br />for now and all time <br />in the fires of our dreams, <br />we burn our desires away. <br /> <br /> <br />15 August 2009<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fires-of-our-dreams/
