Love's sweet aroma drifts -
Draws me to surrender.
My joy is your laughter;
Your presence, my repose.
Let love and fire marry
And living be the prize.
I resign my empty nights;
Where you lead, I follow.
Like a candle and flame -
Be with me as one -
Wax melding into tongue
Inextricably so.
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Author:
Amy Michelle Mosier (
Offline) - Published: July 20th, 2026 14:55
- Category: Love
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