It felt as if you shook me,
When you called out by my name.
Your voice brought me to my knee,
My walls burnt down to a beautiful flame.
A fire in attire I grew to admire,
As pure as pure could be.
A darkness that evolved to beauty,
Beauty that balanced the light in me.
A Fire
Az Mo
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Poem topics: beautiful, fire, light, voice, admire, flame, beauty, pure, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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