Flame of Love

Two tulips in the garden bed,
Huddled close, by love they're led,
In deep red hue, they bloom as one,
Their love a flame, that's never done.

Their petals touch, in sweet caress,
A love that's strong, and so intense,
They lean in close, to feel the beat,
Of each other's heart, and love so sweet.

Like lovers lost, in sweet embrace,
Their love a fire, that leaves no trace,
Of doubt or fear, just love that's pure,
That's ever strong, and will endure.

In tender whisper, they declare,
Their love so true, they have to share,
They sway in breeze, that blows so light,
Two tulips huddled, shining bright.

And as they dance, in sweetest bliss,
Their love a flame, that's hard to miss,
We watch in awe, at love so bold,
That never fades, as it grows old.

So let them be, in sweet repose,
Two tulips huddled, love that glows,
In deep red hue, they bloom as one,
Their love a flame, that's never done.