Caresses Of Passion

Grey clouds over hang a bed of red roses
Bodies sweet with the heat of passion
Glistening by the pale moonlight
The gentle kiss of seduction

The fire burns bright with the seed of passion
Ambition of the touch as the heart beckons
To the rain of loves sweet embrace
Cold winds of confusion as the fire's burn

A sweet surrender to the lust of one's desire
Shall we burn ourselves with the seed of passion
As the heat leaves the heart open with the seed of love
Shall it grow or wither upon the four winds

Never leaving the foundation of loves presence
In the heart of the beholder of the seed
For one so sweet should know and feel the bliss of one heart
A love so tender as to experience
The splendour of loves warm embrace

The touch, The heat, The seed of passion
A souls fire the light of the heavens
Compare to thee a summer rose
A rose is not as sweet my love

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