Love is like a friends caught on fire.
In the beginning a flame, very pretty,
Often hot and fierce,
But still only light & flickering.
As love grows older,
Our hearts mature
And our love becomes as coals,
Deep burning and unquenchable.
Jumat, 22 Mei 2009
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