This Fire

This fire you lit inside of me,my dear,
It burns my body in every fibre
No flame nor smoke from anywhere,
But tingling bells from its pure pyre,
Are soothing medicine to my utmost desire,
They herald of your graceful attire,
And take me through my wait for my dear,
And when one is lost into another
All merge to be one infinite sphere,
It is thus and has been for ever,
Only wise and knowing been there.

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