Flames of the Heart
By Jennifer Knox
Flames of the heart — can we crash and burn again?
Wind me up, then let my clock-work start!
Clench me, wench me, play with me, stay with me.
Be one in the echoing rooms of my heart.
I think of you in the grassy knoll
Where sweetly reign the bee and sparrow.
In our minds eye we can always go
Where times of love blot out life's sorrow.
Love's autumnal passage is a ride
Through fiery colors wistfully embraced,
Fond memories drip like honey from the lips
And slowly the saber rises from the lake.
Even as love's autumn leaves turn again
Flames of the heart, can we crash and burn again?
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