Passion
Walls of stone turn to glass with your heat shatter to a thousand bright shards disappear into the void a metal cage melts with your heat turns to molten lava Rolls away light breezes nurture your flame Bending your flame coaxing, nurturing a gentle hand feeds your fire fanning the passion Holding the warmth not caged or bound but held and caressed the fire controlled...Read On
Added: 10 Oct 2012 | Category: Love Poems |
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