Fire Poem by clarrissa berry

Fire



FIRST LOVE IS PLAYING WITH FIRE, A GLOW WITH PAIN AND GLORY.
TELL ME MY DEAR FIRST LOVE, WHETHER I'M BURNED INTO YOUR HEART
THE FIRE IN YOUR BODY, THE GLORY OF YOUR TOUCH.
O MY DEAR FIRST LOVE, NEVER NEVER LEAVE MY HEART.
ALTHOUGH THE FIRE IS FAR AWAY, THE PAIN IS ALWAYS NEAR.
MY FIRST LOVE, PLEASE LISTEN TO ME, I HOLD YOU IN MY HEART.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
John Weber 06 August 2009

Warm doesn't begin to describe this one! It's funny how a torch can stay lit when it's tethered to the soul. If not, then it fades out. Fine work, clarrissa! Warm regards, John.

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