Love is like a fire
Sparkling eyes, a touch of colour
Arousing a strong desire
To be close, intimate, entwined together
Like the red petals of a flower.
My lover, my soul
You fill me with joy, make me whole
Oh love, you have that spark
Banish the dark, your song is like that of a lark.
Touch me, hold me
Keep me, free me
Let your love unleash the beauty of me
My one desire, my fire
Love me to the music of the lyre.
By Laurence Attard
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