Deep in my heart I can feel my fire burning.
A passion beyond lust or infatuation.
A foreign feeling.
Scary and raw.
Days once difficult are easy.
Our only obstacle is distance.
A hurdle soon jumped.
And that fire rages on inside.
More fierce than the molten aftermath of Pompeii.
Deeper than the Mariana Trench.
I never knew what love was until now.
What fire burns in my heart once cold.
How beauti...