The Fire Of Love
By TinasHeart
The Fire of Love Outside the piercing drafts blow, glistening on the firm terrain, a blanket of silvery white snow. There is a crispness in the air, yet my contented heart is warm, with the compassionate love we share. Vanilla scented candles glow, pleasing fragrance pervades the room, the fire flares soft and low. Your warm kisses kindle the coals, gleaming with fervent love for you. Feel the lambent flame in my soul. Frigid winds can not quench this blaze, the all consuming passion of love. It will burn brightly all our days. TinasHeart©7/7/01 Written January 2nd, 2002 © on Jan 02 2002 04:33 AM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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