Burning Fires Of Her Hearts Desire

In the heated embrace of loves burning passion
She is consumed with unbridled passion
With the light of loves flame burning bright
In the still of the night she is warmed
By the touch of loves passionate fires

The firm embrace of loves touch will move her
The silky feel of his hand will awaken
The passionate fires of her hearts desires
But will she listen to the hand of love
As she surrenders to the seed of passion

For love may drive her but passion will warm her
For which is the light of her heart's desire
Will she be content with the tender kiss of love's embrace?
Or does she long for the burning desires of passion's fire
As she wakens to that of her hearts desire

For in the stillness of the night
She will burn in the light of passion's fire
And as for the light she will long for the night
Of burning passion that lights the fires of her hearts desire

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