Hearts On Fire

Once upon a heart so fair, There burned a love so strong and rare,
	From time to time its flames would rise, Visible through impassioned eyes.
Then with time, the flames dropped low, Cooling to less than an ember's glow,
	Wonton stirrings produce a spark, Tho much too weak to pierce the dark.
Sadly, time extracts it's toll, Piles of ashes, lumps of coal.
	Slowly burns the funeral pyre, Once the flames of hearts on fire.

Paul Allen Rice