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The Spark
When first we met
The spark was cast--
The flame hidden beneath our desires,
Beckoned by our curiosity.
Your animosity became friendship,
No words were needed--
Our hearts knew the way
Trust was all that we needed.
Seperated by fear,
United by trust,
The flame burns brighter
No more will it hide.
Our protection is fierce
Our friendship knows no limits.
The flame protects
The unknown excites...
What once was a spark--
became a flame unquenchable.
What once was animosity--
became a trust unbreakable.
Author's Note: I hope you enjoyed my little poem. As always, reviews are cherished and appreciated; yes, this includes the little sweet flamers as well.