The Fire Still Burns - Poem by Joseph Blitch
The fire was an easy one to start,
Loving warmth, melting my heart.
Intently I tried eluding a flaming fire,
Deep within my soul, a great desire,
To keep from falling in love over you.
Resist I tried, what more could I do?
Wind gusts blew your long silky hair, ’
As you strolled my lane without a care
Such grace was a pleasure to behold,
You captured me; by heart and soul.
It went incredibly well from the start,
Called for the military, I had to depart.
My loss was love as you won your game,
When beside you, a fresh devotee came.
Your love changed, No love left for me.
Remembrances I should no longer see.
Smoldering in the peat of my mind.
Still burning embers, within I find,
In theory, Of love I could never earn.
Yet, I discover, the fire still burns!
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