Lighted Lamp
Where I could bring a mirror from
So that I can show you the lamp
of love burning inside me
with a blazing flame lighted by you
days ago in my twilight time
with the every flight of moment
the wink of thirst rises up
and the light is so blistering
my eyes go completely blind
while staring at your returning path
I freeze down from the core
By the heat it generates
And my heart shoots molten lava
With the force of an erupting volcano
While the wind of your absence fans my hearth
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