All alive
Little fire
Waiting to strive
Full of admire
And no retire
All yours
Through the years
And no cure
Just intact
Here's a fact
Tonight
Or in light
No tear in sight
Desired
Or rejected
All the same
Little flame
A Keeper
Can't be a weeper
Never ever tamed
Keeper of love
No life above
My love
The heart for shrine
Truelove of mine
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