To be called the above was an honour <br />Indeed, she, being shy, fought to dismiss <br />The praise, pretending the moment had gone <br />By without notice - yet unwisely wished <br />He would use it again - 'bright burning star.' <br /> <br />It rang with adventure, set her on fire, <br />She had only reviewed his work from afar, <br />But knew it was versed with love and desire. <br /> <br />Romantic, intense, it burned with it's own <br />Meteor fire, in which she now closely <br />Followed along. Besides, not being prone <br />To flattery's aim, she being bright at most <br />Word-woven rhyme, gave time now to dreaming <br />Of what love brings to two same gleaming flames. <br /> <br />Working as one, and somehow revealing <br />More about brilliance, that was the aim, <br />As inspired, they burned together in time <br />To make twice heated love really sublime.<br /><br />Fay Slimm<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bright-burning-stars/
