The Fire of Love

Posted Dec 16, 2008 by JamesDeVere / comments 5 comments / Print / Font Size Decrease font size Increase font size

A poem about the flame of romance and two lovers who are apart

Fire

The yellow orange blue and burning flicker

Rises in me

Thoughts of your touch,

Your skin - you

Set something sparking

How I miss your touch,

Any thought of you sends my heart aflame,

Memories like tinder lying in wait,

Everything dry everything special,

Everything that we have ever shared.

Remember the time that we entwined,

Remember days spent in warmth and ease,

Remember the crazy things that we laughed about?

Remember the fuel that lies to be lit.

All thoughts that you felt for me,

All calls you placed to me,

When are you coming home,

To the place where the fires are burning.

Everything that you give,

All that you need,

All the trials that we endured,

Cannot quench the flames of our desire.

Skype cannot do it,

The phone can never bring as together again,

When you are so far from me, my joy,

Can't replace your presence.

I long for the time when we will be one again,

I long for that day,

The separation unbearable, building anticipation...

Nothing can replace what we had,

Nothing can shake the bond we have,

No man nor women will tear and burn,

Our precious link.

I think of you days,

I think of you in the noon,

I call for you from far away,

And the call is never answered.

What is it about us?

This specialness that we have?

What will slash and burn such a bond?

And what will heal us again.

The sparks flied,

Words exchanged,

Things said that I still regret,

Then touch forgiving again.

The small things we share,

How you hold your head high,

How you smell,

I miss you my love,

As a dry place misses dew,

As everything you do,

Sets me on fire.

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Comments

Jiya
Jiya said... on February 1st, 2009 at 7:06 PM

very touchy poem,just directly touch the heart :)

clayhurtubise
clayhurtubise said... on December 28th, 2008 at 9:12 AM

Beautiful, James. Last year , while on the road, I was missing my partner. When I entered my motel room, a thousand miles away, there he was, on his knees, praying by the bed. We made eye contact then he disappeared. Only from my vision.... Damn, I;ve got to get this down on paper! Thanks, Clay

ChefLauren
ChefLauren said... on December 19th, 2008 at 4:51 AM

Wow, very passionate James.

Morgana
Morgana said... on December 18th, 2008 at 12:15 PM

Beautiful as always-----great to find you here.



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