The flame of love illuminating the darkness of loneliness.
The tender light had melted the solid core.
Like the sweet song of raindrops, I hear your voice coming onto me.
No form, so shape my pain has no identity.
You & me like flame and wax.
Wrapped in dull existence now that the flame is engaged I know not how I had lived.
Burning in the heat of love, I am on the verge of disappearance.
Knowing not, going where ?
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
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