Burn On

In the heart of every poem, there is a flame - a desire to light the world... A desire to be read, and then understood, by some kindred spirit.

In the heart of every poet there is a flame - a desire to be the light... A desire to hold dear someone who also knows what weight that there is in doubt... The real meaning of a pause that lingers too long, unanswered...

And I say - burn on, little flame.

Burn On...

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[saravesse]

I found the flame that sparks my fire
Sets me ablaze, fills me with desire

Deep in my soul, he found a switch to ignite
A way to see through darkness and follow the light

[kovokz]

Your blaze surrounds me,
melts me,
consumes me,
until nothing is left but my desire for you,
reborn in fire I submit myself to die burning,
twenty three thousand times,
just to be near your flame.