My love for you is like a flame
That burns atop a candle’s frame.
The colors blaze intensely bright,
And yet their hue is not the same.
The hue of red, like passion, reigns,
But orange gleams like golden manes.
And yellow shines like sunny days,
But still, one hotter hue remains.
It joins the rest as searing blue;
It is the hottest hue in view.
It glows within the steady flame—
Just like the love I have for you.