The Holy Fire
The fire remains the same
Though you may look at it differently
It will warm the same.
It will tear up the darkness
With its visible intenseness
I wonder how much magic it holds
How many golden butterflies..
Come on flame! Lets stir the night together!
Just glow there in the ambers of my ashes,
Oh! I don’t want any peace, if peace means letting you go
Tell me how to look at you without even feeling you
So do you know my dear! My sweet ache burning inside
That I am the darkness, you are quietly devastating
While I gaze at you lovingly… with my thousand eyes!
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