Where is the place that love’s fiery heart is set aglow?
When touched by a lover’s presence
Is it the spot inflamed by the piercing of Cupid’s bow?
Burning with desire
And acceptance
Does love turn and burn while growing deeper here?
Releasing waves of inspiration
Creating a melody of sweet notes that softly linger
Weaving a tune that never
Ends to done
Is this the place where heavenly bliss is sensed?
From a lover’s sweet caress
Leaving one open with absolutely no defense
From the bubbling joy
Of effervesce
Our being is the place where love’s fire is set aglow
Love is the vein of our existence
Burning and turning inside releasing fire in our souls
Beautiful is acceptance
Without resistance
Oct 18, 2010
Oct 18, 2010 at 6:03 AM UTC
Where is the place that love’s fiery heart is set aglow?
When touched by a lover’s presence
Is it the spot inflamed by the piercing of Cupid’s bow?
Burning with desire
And acceptance
Does love turn and burn while growing deeper here?
Releasing waves of inspiration
Creating a melody of sweet notes that softly linger
Weaving a tune that never
Ends to done
Is this the place where heavenly bliss is sensed?
From a lover’s sweet caress
Leaving one open with absolutely no defense
From the bubbling joy
Of effervesce
Our being is the place where love’s fire is set aglow
Love is the vein of our existence
Burning and turning inside releasing fire in our souls
Beautiful is acceptance
Without resistance
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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