The Embers of Yearning
I feel rekindled of yearning the embers.
So lovely you appear to me
I believe I yearn for her.
of love I feel my heart burn
as the flames of Hecate's torch
which me from within do scorch
as a land set ablaze
with nothing left after the graze
except a heaven that remains
in the aftermath of the dancing flames,
a paradise which I call passion.
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