The Game of Lust and Passion

Her pouting lips and soft perfume has his soul burning like fire In all his life he’s never known this kind of boiling desire But he has always been faithful to his wife and his best friend The gold band around his finger says this should never begin The longing she sees in his eyes has her trapped inside his gaze each of them knows the slightest touch could set both of them ablaze The music flows through their bodies as they walked across the floor both of their hearts are hammering they know they should not want more They’re tiptoeing on a highwire and lord each one of them knows the slightest slip and the hunger will consume both of their souls The moment that their bodies touch tells them one thing is for sure the fire of lust has consumed them and for that there is no cure When the game is lust and passion there’s a different set of rules and when beer gets mixed with whiskey you’ll always end up the fool