Raging fire inside his heart,
Has a way to melt my every part,
His memories are still alive,
Clinging my heart like a beehive.
Those moments caress my naive feelings,
Unintentionally gathering like long lost yearnings,
His love still continues to burn in my heart,
Like a whirling wind, every time it rifted my soul apart.
A fire that lived within his kiss,
Had a sweet passion that still lingers on thy lips,
That ambrosial fragrance of his coveted soul,
Still drenches thyself in that unwavering desire to cajole.