There is a spark which
Dwells
deep inside of us all,
Silently
biding its time
Waiting
for kindling to flash into flame,
Starting
a blaze, which never will die.
I
felt the spark the moment
Our
eyes first encountered each other,
Risking
a glance, a chance
Which
taken and given its measure
Can
never be hidden inside of a lie.
Yours
was a treasure more
Precious
than silver or gold
And
I rushed to capture a part.
Now
nothing can stem the tide
Of
emotion, the sea of devotion
From
this blazing heart.
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