Flame
        by ping_of_death  (nietzsche@Writing.Com)
I am consumed by your love that was once only a spark of admiration.
You set it afire and the tongues of flame,
flames of longing and desire, took over me.
Everyday that we get closer I burn with the desire
to touch you, to kiss you.
I want to look into your eyes so I can find my soul in them.
My happiness I know I can only find in your arms.
I know I'll be complete just lying beside you in bed
and hearing your heart beat.
There is a special connection between us.
Something beyond our understanding.
A force so strong it broke our shields
of hatred, distrust and loneliness.
A force that brought two lonely souls together.
There is a music played especially for us.

Take me and dance with me.
Hold me close and let our bodies speak for our hearts.
I see eternity in your eyes.
And as I think of this, I can't help but ask myself if this is true
because of the overwhelming emotions that are filling me up.

The rhythm of our hearts play a music that only our souls can hear.
In our own small world we are complete.
I have you and I have everything that I need.
Words are not enough to capture your beauty.
The beauty that I see in you simply shines through.
Only a great artist must have created such a masterpiece like you.
And only a fool like me would attempt to paint just one
.But yes, I am a fool and a happy one at that.
Let me be a fool for you, love.
Let me cry in your arms;
laugh and smile with you when you're happy;
let me sing and dance to praise your beauty;
and let me tell you how much I love you,need you and want you.
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