Passion

We danced the dance of love, my dear, my heart and consumed time we shared with raptured hands the earthly sphere we traveled without fear and welcomed ecstasy fervor demands invited pleasure from our eyes of fire they penetrated our souls, to the core where we found an inferno of desire professed a surge of passion we adore whether day or night secluded spaces the kiss of love was a hunger we fed that burned our flesh, leaving scented traces and melted passionate hearts, until they bled Perhaps it's timeless, it was sublime This love has gone, a traveler of time