Nuel Caeser
Desire,
the choir that that sings sweet nonsense.
Born in the heart - the hearth of sentiments.
Ever-glowing flame - soft, tender, hard as ever.
Conscience,
the power that sees you do things
approved by the head - the head of all sense.
Occassional initiator of desire - the sense-on-fire-setter.
Power,
the force,the muscle
the cause of the tussle.
In course of the tussle,
the winner takes it all.
The flame takes it all
the senses have to burn and fall
victim to the cackling rhythm.
Burn to the last iota - consumed in sentiments.
Such is the power of the winner, desire.