I would walk through the fires for thee
garments rent and eyes behold
flesh of my flesh
light of life
Love lost now found
life's melodious secret sound
fresh flash from underground
Once confused now understood
the tasks and trials were all worthwhile
for one simple glimpse of your smile
Though now glimpsed
I must return
to drink from that sacred well
one takes for granted
then forgotten
now remembered
the pain
and joy
of love.
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