Unexpected bloom

Fondness, a spark, a flicker in the eye,

Pain's gentle touch, a fragile butterfly.

Anger's tempest, a storm that churns the soul,

Passion's embrace, a story to unfold.

Intimacy whispers, a secret, sweet and deep,

The need for vengeance, a darkness all too steep.

But anger's embers, a catalyst ignite,

A fire that burns, a love both fierce and bright.

The flames that dance, a heat that warms within,

A comfort found, where passion's embers begin.

Unexpected joy, a blossom in the night,

From hate's harsh grip, a love takes sudden flight.

For woven threads, in this chaotic dance,

Can birth a bond, a love given a chance.

So let the fire burn, with caution and with grace,

For love's wild bloom, can blossom in this space.