Words,
Beauty told in harmony,
Anger showed in passion,
Love idealized by you,
Every word spoken, every touch we feel
upholds my soul.
But alas i tell thee,
That the passion we share kindles that part in us,
The part in which we respond to as Love.
A love that showes the antics of romantics.
This fire is what keeps me going and so it shall
to any who hear my tale...
