My Love

My Love

By Allison Pruett

Your hair is burning desire

Your eyes winter fire

My eyes burn there too

Your laughter, silver, like a bell

Will come and save me from my Hell

I laugh there too

The purest ivory of your skin

Reflects your soul, without sin

My soul wishes that too

Your voice, so full of life

Will come to my ears to end my strife

My voice speaks there too

Your lips, so soft and sweet

Hope for mine to someday meet

My lips part there too

Your arms, so strong

May I stay there my whole life long?

My soul rests there too

You, my love, my hearts desire

Be burnt to ashes by your hearts fire

My heart beats there too.