Passionata - Poem by David Pyrs
Love is everywhere,
And love is nowhere.
It is the fire,
That keeps us warm.
That quenches the thirst in our hearts,
And ignites passion in our soul.
Like fire, it’s carried by lightening,
Or created by intense heat raging.
Let it grow and heat all cold inside.
And you freeze without.
Love is Fire
Our own star in the sky.
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