Desire
The snow is settling softly,
there's a log upon the fire,
the night is all around us
and we're shaking with desire.
The room is spinning slowly,
there's a candle on the shelf,
it flickers o'er your body
and I can't control myself.
Hunger overcomes us
as we play the lovers' role,
grasping, clutching, screaming
'til we reach the lovers' goal.
Spent, exhausted, then we lie
locked in each others arms,
I gaze into your soft brown eyes,
so grateful for your charms!
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