The heat of lover's sex still glints in coals of song by the Bard of Bat Yam, Poet Laureate of Zion

  
With taste of foundry sparks in singer’s ice 
In flowing molten word of mouth’s express 
The tears of fire’s life that burn the heart 
In wash of smoke that closes day’s relent 

For how your lines have seared a home in me 
As sun will flame the clouds that bare her stars 
As waves will dance to swallow simmered moon 
As earth erupts to raise delighted rose 

With every laugh that smolders soul’s despair 
With every breath that warms its whispered ear 
With muse’s flickered gasp that darkness lights 
A blaze of verse with flash of lyrics flare 

Though poet’s night may not inferno hold 
The heat of lover's sex  still glints in coals of song