The Fire

The fire in my eyes

started with a

spark from her soul

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Splintering the calm

as the crescendo

sets in

Intoxicated with

a simple glance

as the thunder

followed in kind

As my spear

in satin sheath flies

where remembrance

never bows

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Unbridled forces

Turbulent passions

both fierce and wild

Incandescent..

beauty

undefiled

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That aspires to

take us higher

To loves sweet fire