Everlasting Spark

Love is a fire that burns within
giving off a glowing delight.
It can lack again and again,
but it can always reignite.

A constant fire is more ideal,
it calms the soul and soothes the nerve.
Feeling like a bowl of oatmeal,
warm and squishy you may observe.

Love starts out kindling inside,
growing over a period of time.
Asking questions to help decide,
if they're really worth your daily time.

Then living flames begin to grow,
with each cuddle, hand holding and kiss.
This is when things just start to flow,
and families seem to want to dismiss.

At last, the fire crackles and pops.
It's been alive to know for a fact,
that it is worth more than box tops,
even a rare, ancient artifact.

Not death do you part into dark.
It's an everlasting kind of spark.

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