Romance, my love, the LIPS incite
Embrace of warmth, silence of night
Smoldering embers of passion ignite
And see, it just seems correct, so right
Sparks of desire flying out bright
Taking me along on their fancy flight
Wings of desire, take as well, I might
My heart beats fast as I hold you tight
Floating away, my being feels light
Reaching the peak of ecstatic height
Flowers springing, a glorious sight
Urging to give in to my aching plight
There is no end to this heavenly delight
Showers of blessings rain from Divine Light
As Twin souls of the Universe Unite.
For Carol Brown's "Lips"