Burning love, oh how it glows,
A fire that within us grows.
It sparks with passion, fierce and bright,
And fills our hearts with pure delight.
With every beat, our love takes flight,
A flame that burns both day and night.
It warms us through life's coldest storm,
And keeps our souls forever warm.
Like embers in a glowing fire,
Our love burns on, with deep desire.
And though the flames may ebb and flow,
Our hearts will keep that fiery glow.
So let our love burn bright and true,
A flame that will forever renew.
For in each other's arms we find,
A love that's always burning, kind.
About the Creator
Tales of the Aurora Borealis
Who knew a solar storm could be so beautiful? Purples, reds, and greens shimmering in our skies like dancing ribbons. Hypnotic and enchanting, the Northern Lights have had us humans in complete awe for centuries. Which got me thinking, what did our ancestors think of the Aurora Borealis?
By Rosie J. Sargent3 days ago in FYI
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