Heat
Take my hand in lovers charm
hold me tight squeeze my arm
Take my heart and spool my yarn
we all know
sweaters are best made with love
Crackle goes the fireplace
a furnace such a lovely place
simmer through that gentle lace
we all know
flames are best made with love
Burning through the room so deep
reflecting from that soul to keep
just take with me that lovers leap
we all know
lovers leaps are best made with love
Smell of burning air abounds
no longer does the ear hear sounds
the cherub makes his nightly rounds
we all know
A cherub is best made with love
Sing to me your gentle song
your voice to me is never wrong
A sweet note I haven't heard in so long
we all know
Notes are best made with love
You have me now in your gaze
I look at you but slight a glaze
My senses gone I'm in a craze
we all know
Passion..has... its... limits
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