Flames of Love

Drop after drop

The water trickles down slowly

Pouring rivers and streams

Run down my naked back

For each  touch my skin is scorched

Drop

 after Drop

 I am blistered

A  fierce heat like no other

But a pain I know too well

Through a single heart's plea

A weeping hymn fills empty halls.

May my armor be set ablaze

And may my chest be set on fire

For it was not the flames of love

That brought warmth on cold nights

For it was not the flames of love

That scorched my naked skin

For it was not the flames of love

That had burned inside this heart.