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The Flame of Desire
by Natalie Ann Fryc
The flame grows deeper
with desire only for you.
I am sure of what I know.
There is no question to what I feel,
But this feeling that I know nothing of
is taking me over...
Over and over!
What am I to know?
This uncertain emotion beats at my heart,
tears at my mind.
Will anything answer my curiosity?
Could this so-called desire
not be love at all?
Plainly, something said in passion.
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