On This Side Of Fire
by Dana L Naney
Friday, March 22, 2002
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On this side of fire,
The passion rages higher,
Skis of crimson red,
Where flame and passion wed.
On this side of fire,
All hunger for desire,
Before us a wall,
And a wish for it to fall.
On this side of fire,
All admire,
Passion soars,
Behind locked doors.
On this side of fire,
Behind barbed wire,
I am alone,
Faced with icy stone.
On this side of fire,
Rage flies higher,
And I do tire,
Of being on this side of fire.
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