Promise 4: My Love is Nothing Like a Phoenix

 

Can love shine brighter than a burning flame?
Through which, we see the passion up above
The ember’s easily extinguished frame
Shall never hold a candle to my love.
A spark ignites a frenzy that consumes
and smothers itself out to extinction;
I have no need for love’s ashes exhumed
The smold’ring ash, a crass immolation.
My love is not a fire that burns out,
Without a need for kindling, it thrives;
My heart, with not much fuss, it stays devout;
My loyalty for you, it still survives.
The Phoenix, my Heart never shall it mourn
Do not wish for my love to be reborn.

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