Ashes

Ashes to ashes dust to dust
A love for you formed from lust
Dead before its climax came
A look back our bodies entwined with shame
A brief solar flare, hot and quick
Over before the love could stick
Ashes to ashes dust to dust
Can love be mistakened from such lust
The fires that burn the brightest are over
Before we pass the stage of lovers
Skin still holds a memory of you
pressed to me, me to you
Ashes to ashes dust to dust
A poem written by my lust