Love Is A Slow Burn

It’s a passionate flame

Igniting souls with its

ferocious flicker and

scorching intensity.


Its hellish damnation

is its fiery nature.

Emblazoned with desire

for its beloved spark


to combust in kindled

sweet nothings. Smothered

the glow is extinguished.

Loves waning’s a slow burn


Ones lust is cremated,

the other walks away.

Their passion still burning

leaving, their warm hearts scarred.


©Jacqui Slade