I Love You More

A flutter faint, my frantic heart, alive with love, a russet
Spark. I die to love, majestic flame, a passion tear, an ego
Slain. My flight amore, the etch of art, I love you more,
Though torn apart. For wings aflare, to soar the winds, to
Touch the gods, a mortal sin. But kiss aflame, the ache of
Stars, my love to drift, a melic scar. And core to God,
Voltaic love, the throes of lust, my fluid dove. Thus the attic,
A vision fair, a lotic love, and light despair.

A flutter faint, my panting heart, alive with love, a russet
Spark. I beg to live, my thetic flame, to feel amore, my
Passion pain. My orpine love, a chemic wave, the ache of
Lust, my heart ablaze. For zest and zeal, the pulse of love,
My soul adrift, a mystic drum. And life to crypt, I love you
More, my verse and script, my throbbing sore.