Fire In Your Touch
Love so beautiful like a rose.
Your lovely face is imprinted in my soul.
Something to cherish and always hold.
Your love keeps me warm when I grow cold.
Some things will wither and grow old.
Our love will always be bright and bold.
Sometimes a flame burns low so much.
But, darling, there will always be fire in your touch.
This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.