Never-Ending Flames
Oh, he that kisses my pale cheek,
And my scarlet lips;
And my raven hair he does caress,
Our love is fierce and strong;
Oh, come to me in dreams, in dreams.
Hearts and souls, mirror images of desire,
Entwined in never-ending flames;
A forever blazing inferno of love,
No two more linked, connected, alike;
Such great passion and sweetness.
And although he has long gone above,
A name engraved in cold stone;
Beneath the earth bones decayed,
We remain twin flames, burning;
For the soul, the soul never ever dies.
Oh, he that kisses my pale cheek,
And my scarlet lips;
And my raven hair he does caress,
Our love is fierce and strong;
Oh, come to me in dreams, in dreams.
And when my life is done, love,
We shall be again a matching pair;
And dwell as two flaming stars above.
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March 2, 2016
Poetry/Verse/Never-Ending Flames
Copyright Protected, ID 16-763-537-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym
For the contest, Twin Flames
sponsor, Nayda, Ivette Negron
First Place
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