He loved her as steel, he loved her as velvet"Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable." ~Bruce Lee
Steel And Velvet
I stumbled across this poem because of the title. Pretty awesome I think! So does this kind of 'HOT' Love and romantic friendship really exist? I still want to believe it does...
Have any of you found it yet?