Flames of Passion.
The cold evening sunlight shower,
candle illuminates a dancing light tower,
we look into each others eyes under cover,
love burns as passion with the gazes of my lover.
This is something divine, a ritual align of stars,
as it engulfs the heartbeats, the ultimate pleasure,
as we go on the scents of lavender and the honey stairs,
we travel through places known and unknown.
Embracing scars we long to reveal,
healing the broken and the unbroken as we surreal,
in a World, where only two hearts live,...
candle illuminates a dancing light tower,
we look into each others eyes under cover,
love burns as passion with the gazes of my lover.
This is something divine, a ritual align of stars,
as it engulfs the heartbeats, the ultimate pleasure,
as we go on the scents of lavender and the honey stairs,
we travel through places known and unknown.
Embracing scars we long to reveal,
healing the broken and the unbroken as we surreal,
in a World, where only two hearts live,...