joi, 16 octombrie 2008

The passion's flame

A touch, soft and tender.
A whisper, full of desire
A taste of sweet surrender
As passion set their hearts on fire

A few words spoken between them
No promises to be kept
No lies will be told tonight
No looking back - no regrets

Waiting so long to hold each other
Such precious little time
Both in love, but having another
Is discovering love a crime?

Never the rain seemed so bright
June and his lips are to blame
She fell in love. Him too. Tonight
They lighten up the passion's flame.

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