This fierce ache in my heart is a cowardly calm,
A drop of boiling, melting candle wax on my palm
The intensity is pricking; the pain is stinging
Alas! as the wax hardens, the hurt starts vanishing
Then here's my love for you, not gone, still strong
Blame me not; I've fallen in love with you all along
Though you've chosen to pain me, it has not stopped me
My love for you is a river, screaming, raging so freely
If this ode of mine reaches you, be it known that it's true
What real love, passion; feelings of the soul can really do
Yes, like a candle, it may slowly die as the wax melts down
It melts yes, but when gathered can create a brand new one
You may elude or desert me, but my love is a candle
It melts yes, but when gathered can create a brand new one
-j.perfinan
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