The Burning of the Senses: An Elegy of Passion

When first thy gaze pierced through my heavy night,
A sudden bolt tore silence quite apart;
I felt the waking of a hidden light,
A sacred madness seizing on my heart.

A ravening fire beneath the skin does run,
A secret lava, torrent pure and bright;
Thy sigh the wind, whilst I the torch become,
To burn cold reason with a fevered light.

As tempests roar before the drowning rain,
Our magnetized souls clash in electric shock;
No force can soothe this grand, sublime terrain,
Nor calm the waves that break upon the rock.

We are the flame, the ash, the endless blue,
Two wandering stars within a single sphere;
I lose myself, a boundless sea, in you,
Where Love reigns King, and trembles devoid of fear.

This verse reflects upon the overwhelming force of true connection, where individual boundaries dissolve into a singular, burning entity of devotion.
Écrit par Jack G. de poemopedia.com

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