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
The picture is credited from yahoo images.
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