An ember lays in the ashes of what once was.
It lay smoldering, burning softly.
Feeding on the fuel of ever lasting passion.
Growing from something that hasn't left.
Feeding on the love that's never been forgotten.
It sparks a new flame, burning brighter then before.
The flame sparked from the ember of love will rage forth into a wild fire of passion and conviction of love.
Old flames don't die if held true, they breed life to new.
From the ashes of old came forth what once was and what has always been my love for you.
