Some Warmth And A Little Light Poem by Marko Skott

I overheard
Don't worry the love will die
The other said why
My love can never die
It can change the shape and size
The warmth and color
But, my heart cannot be hollow

She left me
She will forget me
She will stop loving me
But, my love never dies
Tiny and dim it might become,
He cries
But, my love never dies
Never it will catch a fire
Just some warmth and a little light
And, no desire
Like a small coal after a bonfire