Sir
SO i say sir that my fire burns.
Its so bright it hurts my eyes.
SO i throb sir to the slightest touch,
I need to be in ur clutches.
So I whisper sir about our fire burning,
echoeing lighting this world on fire.
SO i say sir....this passion will burn
Copyright © Tiffany Julius | Year Posted 2010
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