Cinnamon  Warm spicy kisses I dream of such In the embering ashes Reflection's of  a birch log's  crackling chorus Amber, amber deep Lost in the hazy corridors of a distant sigh You are there in lace and velvet, deep cinnamon And in the shadows, sensual touching Cinnamon kisses given and received Spicy and warm in the archaic image Of amber -- deep, dark mystical And you,  in lace and deep cinnamon If there was a richer life I don't know it Nor care to know For me... Lace and deep cinnamon velvet Kisses, spicy warm and sweet In the silvering ashes of the birch log Our love is amber  and cinnamon ©1999 Michael David Coffey