Leaves
Your kiss on our bed of leaves
Your hands slowly moving me
Felling your body makes me believe
Your sweet heart can set me free
Our eye meet I can see them glow
You set me aflame with desire
softly you hold me whisper so low
Setting my body on fire
I am a moth drawn to your candle
Scared of that fire but not of the burn
A force I can handle
My heart has no concerns
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