If we were a candle, then our love would be the flame
My half blindingly bright and yours a surging flicker now and then,
A dwindling ‘air-wave’ of yellow and orange
And your words are nothing but extinguishing
Your actions, a light shower of rain
And all of me is the oxygen.
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The flames will rise into the skies, the darkness will consume, the shadows pave such stars we save, beneath the glowing moon.
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Beautiful!
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Passions fire, and flame desires that burn within our marks, our touch and feeling will reveal the love within our hearts.
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