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Love Burns Like A Flame…

Love burns like a dangerous fame,
Flickering always maintaining balances.
Creating unlimited dreams and possibilities,
Everyday a new flower of spring blossoms.
A music that could be only heard in love,
One dances all the way to this melody.
Everything looks so beautiful around,
You hear the music of nature’s each sound.
It take quite an effort to keep in pace,
You might feel in between you might lose this race.
But still like an essence stick at the alter,
We pray to keep going in love forever…

© 2012 Pimmi Nag