Charging The Hero Poem by Edward W. Cousins

I accept the fact you may embrace my fire.
It`s there blazing as well as blinding.
My fire that burns all existing bodies around me.
Besides it never seems to end.
I have gazed into eyes relevantly brown,
indigo as well as emerald palettes of awe.
I've glimpsed unchartered the things that define the universe to me.
A butterfly.
A gypsy queen.

I have witnessed the countless daybreaks with the chilly winter air,
flaunt it`s cold into the bedroom against our faces.
Intruding a slightly unclosed window.I claimed no socks on therefore
you kept my feet warm for me.

You kissed me and told me you loved me the first night i met you
and then you ran away.Flying free.

Some love dies slowly.
Some love that just seems to fade away, just as fast as it came
even when it was there all along.
For some love begins today.
Some will be afraid, locked in their own hearts to stay.
I cant pretend to love someone that i do not love.
So i sit in anguished wait.
The game...
Waiting for the one who will never come?
I`ll never see it because you are already gone.

Oh Lydia, your my love my star
if you die again I shall love you more.