Origin

Dark
and cold,
mark
of old...

Then, there was a glow...

a sudden spark,
a special heat,
a live beat
of a numb heart.

When I saw you
I knew
that was the start
abstract art...

Along we came
became strong
we were game
nothing wrong!

The minute I saw you
was original,
out of the blue...
marginal, magical!

Hearts are young
and dreams unfold...
eyes, heat, tongue
who'd have told?

Desires have no time
(sparks remain)
instincts have priority
(keep us sane)
life is prime
(magic game)
joy is authority
(hearts reign)

Whispers can't be held
feelings are spelled
the origin is far gone
forever changes are done.