| The Fire Inside - a poem
I spent 15 years writing novels. I can't seem to keep a focus long enough to do that anymore. So I've turned to poetry. Here's just a tiny sample . . .
The Fire Inside
THE FIRE INSIDE
Watching the boil of the fireplace
Warm and reassuring in its dance
The wine, newly opened, beside us
Lift your glass and taste its fragrance
The wind is wild, hear the trees scrape the windows
The rain like a cascade falls
Inside, hear the music, Pachabel’s Canon in D
Fills our hearts and fills the halls
The dog sleeps softly in her bed by the door
The only awakened eyes are our own
The wonders of your body peek through your gown
Still intriguing though for years I’ve known
The secrets and sensations that make you why
My desires and fantasies run hot
Such that not having what the world holds sexy is less
Than the majesty of the one I have got
The bedroom upstairs is but a minute away
But here on this rug let us lie
And listen to the storm, taste the wine, hear the song
For I see the fire in your eye | 
