In the Flames
The peoples hearts overtaken with pain
Want but have not overflowing disdain
To give up hope is a troubling thing
Place matters not peasant nor king
We exist for another our sole purpose in life
Creating a bond befitting husband or wife
Love can be honest, loyal, true
It can be your morning your evening
your intoxicating brew
it can be your shoulder your rock
something you turn to
Love can be found in subtle situations
the warmth of a hand
A looks implication
Sparks will ignite with a glance their way
until the fire is lit where it remains ablaze
Copyright © Noah Neve | Year Posted 2020
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