Sunday, April 10, 2016


Your love is an artifact
Of the time when we
Were in eternal embrace
Tied in constant dance

Beauty wrapped in lace

Memories are residue
Of the emotions
That accompanied our love
Alive, our love was true

A taste of Heaven above

Shadows flee, bones remain
From our existence
When we were together
Running through the flames

Children lost in forever

Remnants can be found
Wherever we roamed
Of the love we shared
Chains broke, love unbound

Joy destroying despair

“Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.”  Bruce Lee