Love is a Hungry Flame

Love is a hungry flame,
roaring through the streets of desire,
warming naked bodies cloaked in shame
devouring fragile carbon ashen liars
Love is an patient flame
defrosting cold shoulders of rejection
with gentle licks too soft to blame
melts ice to puddles affection
Love is an angry flame
fed by a jealousy that seize the brain
burns with an intent to maim
ends smoldering in the tears of rain
Love is a shy little flame
a simple glance enough to blush
bold to all but its target name
diffident in its ardent touch
Love is above all a mystery
seek it not and there shall it be
with its kindling crackling free
pinning rose crowns under Gethsemane