As true as life can tell you, that the wisdom of her roaring fire., holding me tightly, I feel
the passion of her fingers inside my love, my lasting flower.
with every step my aroma takes me is everywhere my soul desire.
Counting backwards from ten to my beginning and in the end I lost my counting, this was one...two and three it doesn't matter, my life is set as long as I keep the ambers burning I will always be happy and as true as my life can tell you.
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Author:
Jason Humber (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 6th, 2011 11:15
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Wow. I LOVE the picture,....made me catch my breath. It is beautiful. And fits nicely with the poem, which is sweet, and of course,(you know me)....romantic.
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