FIRE STROM

This poem is about the intensity of love translated through passion and fire. Sometimes it feels like a storm of fire. Raining down upon us. Reigning our souls and hearts.

By fire of passion that stains the obscured,

By hopeless romantics and pain they endure.

By rhythm not reason that guides our plight.

Connection created by flame reassured.

 

 My lady speaks volumes yet voice is unknown

The grace of her touch is felt through a poem.

Her passionate soul and filtering mind

Leaves little to wonder what beauty she hides.

 

 As pleasure now surges intensity drapes.

What once was so hidden but now reemerges.

As time plays its part and  pressure creates.

A diamond so rough has finally resurfaced.