an oil lamp

some answer i seek,
but never will know.
some feelings i fight
so hard to withhold.
but one thing i pray in certainty is
that our affection will glow and grow.
so that one day sitting
where the river of life flows,
and where heavenly breeze blows,
we talk and laugh,
and find it just like this oil lamp:
a testimony of transcendent Godly love
as pure as snow.