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passion flames
A touch,
soft and tender.
A whisper,
full of desire.
A gasp,
of sweet surrender
As passion fuels the fire.
No words spoken between them,
No promises to be kept,
No lies being told tonight,
No looking back - no regrets,
Longing to hold each other,
Such precious little time.
Both vowed to another,
Being lonely is their only crime,
Tomorrow bringing sorrow,
A brief moment of shame,
With the memory of this one night,
A release from passion's flames.
© Malnifruit 🍎🍎🍎
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