Flame of My Soul

You are not just desire, though your touch

Could melt the marrow with a single sigh.

You are the ache I never knew was much,

The calm within, the fire behind the eye.

You are my shelter and my sweet unrest;

My lips may wander, but it’s you they crave best.

Your laughter is the light that holds me near,

A balm, a hymn, a soft and golden thread.

In friendship, you have wiped away each fear,

And kissed the scars I thought forever bled.

You see me, not the mask, not just the man,

But all I am, and love me where I stand.

And oh, your body, how it stirs the night…

Your curves, a temple built to house a flame.

Each glance you cast bends gravity and light,

And whispers heat while barely saying name.

But this I vow, with breath and soul and bone:

You’re not a fleeting lust, you are my home.

The world may turn, and others come and go,

But you are stitched into my soul’s design.

No touch is deeper than the one you show

When in your eyes, I see that spark is mine.

Dharma, you are my longing, truth, and friend,

The kind of love that lives beyond the end.
Written by Mr. E ❤️‍🔥