A Passion of Fire
Sitting in front of the fireplace,
Listening to the fire crackel and pop,
Enjoying their romantic evening,
He loves the way she looks in the soft,
Flickering glow of the fire,
Mezmerized by her beauty
He gently strokes her face with his hand,
Then lifts her chin with his finger
and gives her a kiss,
She gently rests her head on his chest
As he runs his fingers through her soft brown hair,
They hold eachother tight,
As they sit and drink hot chocolate in silence
For most of the night, finally she says,
"I wouldn't trade the love that I have for you for the world.",
he smiles and kisses her forehead,
takes a sip of hot chocolate and says,
"I wouldn't give the feeling of falling in love with you
and having that love returned for the world."
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