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Intense Light

The light shone brightly,

Not an outward light, but one shining in our hearts.

It sprang to the surface

With our first issue of love.

A first tender kiss.

A quivering of the lips in a passionate embrace

Could it ever be gone?

This shape must stay as I love it now?

 

An overwhelming ray of light,

An effervescent controlled shaft

Living within our hearts.

It comes to the surface in her smile,

An issuing forth of happiness

From a deeply embedded soul.

Could it ever be gone?

This shape must stay as I love it now.

 

The water lapping, a peaceful silence

Encompassing the sand, and grasping us

Wrapping our silence in a huge hand

Swelling the lovers to peace.

A feeling of comfort

An internal care of pleasure

Could it ever be gone?

This shape must stay as I love it now.

 

We have made that light ours,

It heats up our souls as one,

United in a warmth of feeling

That mere temptation would never know,

For mere temptation is nothing but an ideal pleasure

No longer for us to explore

It could never be gone

This shape was to stay and I would love it for ever.