Inside me something's burning,
Love hotter than the hottest sun,
Or brighter than the brightest star,
Voulmes louder than the sea,
Even rougher than the roughest wave,
Yet, more tender than a tender rose,
Or lighter than the smallest feather,
Unbreakable but made of glass,
Delicate moreso than any crystal,
Even stronger than bars of steel,
And tougher than the toughest diamond,
Robust as mountains if not more,
Larger even than space,
Yearning within me it is;
More valuable than purest gold,
Or treasures where within are found,
Rarities untouched by human hands,
Even older than the earth it is,
Thicker than the thickest bond,
Higher than the highest tree,
And taller than the buildings will ever be,
Nicer than the nicest feelings,
Yondmost hither found,
Overtly blissful it makes one feel,
Untamed, yet captive in my heart;
Closer than the closest friend,
Or nearer still than relatives,
Undiluted passions swirl,
Livlier than the living beings,
Dedicated, yet not to excess;
Eternal, moreso than the universe,
Valuable beyond our imaginations,
Endless beyond what is endless,
Real beyond touch and feel,
Knowing it beyond words of books,
Needful of it beyond air itself,
One heartbeat missed, gone right to the next:
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(c) DJ 2005.
The blanks will be filled in when I have someone to give the poem to.
For now, try reading the first letter of every line, downwards.
