Jerusalem Burned With Fire

We had a holy city
Carved in white
Dashed with gold
Shining brilliantly

It glowed with warmth
Your touch made it hot
Your look made it whisper
Your lips made it flow

The city grew
Artful and elegant
It was round with treasure
Full with you

Moist with the dew
Settled with the breeze
Hot with the sun
Evening on its knees

The city was attacked
Everyone banished
Nothing felt
Only one to bleed
Jerusalem burned