conflagration by phil burns
he feels a spark the first time he sees her
on an icy cold Vancouver night
the January gloom dissipates now
her smile is as bright as daylight
the flames warm his heart without warning
he is never the fall in love kind
but the look in her eyes sends him reeling
in an instant he knows she’ll blow his mind
the fire she lights overwhelms him
never before has his life been so good
but he overlooks one tiny factor
a furnace devours so much wood
the inferno lasts only a short time
the passion burns out in a flash
her radiance like a glorious sunset
leaves him discarded in a grate full of ash
anelephantcant 
Un de tes meilleurs poèmes je trouve ❤
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Beautiful 🙂 I like it!
Warm regards,
-Naima
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