The crackling of the wood burning
Sounds like an old record player prompting
The classic song playing
In the background
The night we rekindled the flame.
Our sparkling eyes,
Starting another chemical reaction.
Dinner is served,
But you’re hungry for passion.
A long kiss good morning,
And returning to ecstasy.
Upon our arrival
The same slow song sets the mood
To a higher temperature,
Igniting a white fire.
Previously published in Nomad's Choir (Winter 2009).
LaMar Giles’ poetry has appeared in Chantarelle's Notebook,
Nomad’s Choir, Sensations Magazine, Shadows Ink Poetry Chapbook,
and The Poetry Explosion Newsletter (The PEN). In addition,
LaMar studied art history in Paris, France, and he holds a B.A.
in English from Rutgers University.