It churns and churns, it never goes away.

THE UNWAVERING, UNFLICKERING TINY LITTLE FLAME

At the very deep ends of my heart,

In a place where emotions are raw,

Where feelings are unedited,

At Love’s nest and launching pad,

And where passions reign free,

With indomitable force,

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Writer, Poet, Pedagogue, and Playwright www.erasmuscromwellsmith.com

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