Was it the glow in my soul
from the depth of the eyes
you saw so well from afar
shining into the woods of
your miraculous existence
the first time we met?
Was it the flame of memories
licking you awake with a silly grin
while the clock ticked in the coldest
of night counting the intimacies
that lay embraced in your heart?
P.S.: I can't decide if this will be the final draft...something about the last line is bugging me...