My love is like a fire,
Whose flames leap ever high.
A roaring, whirling pyre,
These flames will never die.
My love is a star
That shines forever bright.
My love is a dream
That guides me through the night.
My love is like a blanket;
Soft, secure and new.
No matter where I keep it,
It warms me through and through.
My love is a circle;
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My Love
My love is like a fire,
Whose flames leap ever high.
A roaring, whirling pyre,
These flames will never die.
My love is a star
That shines forever bright.
My love is a dream
That guides me through the night.
My love is like a blanket;
Soft, secure and new.
No matter where I keep it,
It warms me through and through.
My love is a circle;
It … Continue reading the story "My Love"sitting sun-spaced
sitting sun-spaced,
mesmerized as a cloud-fairy,
in UV filtered depth,
playground slides, blurring
wings & whims evaporating
into an ocean of formless,
blue sky being
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*Words by Bruce Masters *Photograph by Sharon Senior http://mastersbe.wordpress.com/ http://www.flickr.com/photos/photographermom/ http://www.lifeimages.co.za/page.php?3