The Passions of a young lover.
Love has descended,
the world sublime.
The gaze I see upon your face.
An arrow pierced my soul,
Tis' cupid's touch no doubt
A fire burns within my soul,
Unquenchable it's thirst.
The heat of passion it is within.
Its vapors escape not.
Like white heat it devours inside.
Days pass with no meaning,...
the world sublime.
The gaze I see upon your face.
An arrow pierced my soul,
Tis' cupid's touch no doubt
A fire burns within my soul,
Unquenchable it's thirst.
The heat of passion it is within.
Its vapors escape not.
Like white heat it devours inside.
Days pass with no meaning,...