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Wild Fire
Lips like rose petals
The taste of passion lingers
Deadly desire
Eyes like deep blue pools
They call to me like sirens
Drowning me in lust
Your touch oh your touch
Gentle warmness catches quick
Like wild fire
Incinerating
Burning too hastily
We may fall to dust
The taste of passion lingers
Deadly desire
Eyes like deep blue pools
They call to me like sirens
Drowning me in lust
Your touch oh your touch
Gentle warmness catches quick
Like wild fire
Incinerating
Burning too hastily
We may fall to dust
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