The incandescent flame glowing on the pedestal of love

It may flicker at times of woe but is never extinguished

Iridiscent glow on the countenance of existence

The glow of the shades of sensuality, blaze of passion

The flame with rays of gentle tenderness and caring

Of unconditional affection and devotion

Of mute smiling sacrfices and undying trust

Like a candle aglow on the church altar

Its pure sublime flame akin to St. Elmo’s fire

Is the guiding beacon in the lovers’ life

It comes aglow when love exits the cocoon of oblivion

To twinkle in the gaze, linger the touch

To dance in divine smiles of ecstasy

And to run in the frenzy of every pulses’ rhythm

As wrinkles weave reticulate patterns on skin

And the hair is shaded with silver frost of age

The passion of youth is reined but

The vein of love still runs deep

With caring gestures and unending devotion

The mellowed but radiant flame flares with love

In all its moods this flame glows on pedestal of love

And its radiance brightens the soul and life

A blessing of the heavens never to be blown

When  flame of love dies, life ceases to exist

For the person breathes as a living corpse

The flame of true love can turn hatred to adoration

Indifference to adulation, frigidity to passion

And still burns strong within the spirit

When the souls depart from earthly abode…