Flames of love, oh how they burn,
Bright and hot, with a fervent yearn.
They dance and flicker, in the night,
Guiding us, with their warm light.
They spark and crackle, with a fierce desire,
Fuelled by passion, they never tire.
Embers glow, in a vibrant hue,
As the flames of love, continue to renew.
They can engulf us, in a sweet embrace,
Consuming us, with their gentle grace.
Or they can rage, with a wild fire,
Conquering all, with their burning desire.
But whether they simmer, or blaze with might,
The flames of love, always shine bright.
For in the end, they will forever endure,
Guiding us, with their passionate allure.
by Otieno Elvis Gikoi
THE ELO’S POETRY
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