Spark
I glanced through the crowd
There you stood
And from across the smoky room
I could feel your heartbeat
Perfectly synchronized with mine
Our eyes met
And at once I knew Your heart
I felt Your Spirit grasping mine
Overwhelmed, I looked away
When I turned back to you, you had gone
Leaving my soul in flames
From your kerosene passion
And the spark in your eyes
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