Midnight Desire
I am passion and fire
your midnight desire
my kiss melting on your lips
heat churns from this tide
as slowly we ride
on this wild and frothy sea
delirium steals your soul
as passion takes control
there is nothing that you can do
the moon blushes red
on tangled tresses that spread
across the coolness of satin sheets
at last lovers sleep
as the ceiling fan sweeps
the scent of heavenly perfume
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