Desire's Flame

I listen to the song of my soul,
The call that beckons my heart,
A fire that destroys the cold,
Desire blazes when we're apart.
If love is a craft,
Desire binds and ties,
I've mastered the art,
I'm drowning in your eyes.
A wicked wave forms,
Battering the soul,
The heart mourns,
Breaking love's hold.
The cruel heart plays a wicked game,
Love consumed in desire's flame.
------------Nandi
(10-20-01)