Embers
How do you spark a fire that won't ignite?
This is the love that I have for that one.
It's these glowing embers that warm my night.
They may be small, but their strength shames the sun.
If only I had just one match to strike
and even a little help from above,
maybe I could escape darknesses smite
and heat ourselves by igniting this love.
Oh how strong that eternal flame would be
that no wind could ever blow this love out
and by its light we shall forever see
the beauty it brought and left no doubt.
Yet, for now these embers will keep me warm.
Until wind no longer does make me mourn.
This is the first poem I've ever written.
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