Molten lava

Molten lava Broiling out of control Brooding, ruling thinking thoughts of you Surging suffusing intrusive My every waking thought My during the day My night time My sleep What manner of love is this Of the sweetly serene? Of the tranquil? Nay, flaring, flaming, fiery, blazing, burning torridly torrential! How I love you How I need you How I adore you How I live you Oh how I love you... Photo Credit ...