Hidden spark.

Loneliness surrendered
a teardrop
From weeping eye's
upon the fire,

So softly it fell
To dwell,

A spark hidden
beneath the flames

Watched on in sorrow
For it could tell

'Twas desire
That made it so,

No other way but falling
A spark to make it grow,

'Tis love that burns
the heart to soul,

Much harder to let it go

'Twas the flames
that ended all

And love had willed it so.

nardine Sanderson 08/09/2015.