That Love

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.