Friday, December 20, 2013

The flame grows*



The flame grows*

Let the clouds sweat and cry ever so more
We are both two lovers
That our heated passion can never be quenched
Let us drown more and more
Like puddles of wax on the bottom of heated wick 
Through flame of candle
No we can never die out 
For love does make us grow in such wet garden

Dom*Colucci © 2013
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