Old London Bridge - Only for Poets

Old London  Bridge - Only  for Poets
Connecting the Poets who digging heart of me Still death - Sabarnasri

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Friday, June 5, 2009

Bernard Shaw - Flame

Flame

You kindled a flame in my heart,
It was weak at the very start.
Then it began to grow,
Now my whole being is aglow,
Each look from your sweet eyes.
Sends a flame up into the skies.
That tiny flame was just the start,
Now on fire is my whole heart.

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