Red Hot Passion
You could kiss me, hold me,
and vow your love so true,
but no matter what you do,
I'll never get enough of you.
I'm lost in your world my dove
between your thighs is what I love
As your fingers trail to my waste
there's no time to pace
passion has us tied in knots
unquenchable ache
this is something we can't fake
I'm drawn to you by
a fire that will not break
a red flame of such hot desire
baby you got my body on fire
Together we begin to climb
as we both enjoy this
moment that's so divine
Copyright © Sherry Watson | Year Posted 2006
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