I slept with a woman in flames under a midnight moon.
Such beauty burning bright before me.
How long have we been dancing in these flames?
Woman in flames.
Love like it hurts to stand still.
I’ll give you my all, until nothing’s left.
Love until you know who you are.
I slept with a woman in flames.
Now I’m a man on fire.
Share your story with me as I look into your eyes
When your soul’s curious your body follows suit
The more we see, the more we wish to know
Discovery is supposed to be different
Let’s live with the night and the light at our backs
Your touch, I deserve it
Utter that which sets you free under moonlight
Fill what was empty with love as the ocean mirrors the sky
Our sense of self sees something in one another that refuses to be washed away
Drown out all that keeps us apart
Kiss yesterday goodbye
We’ll go deeper without hesitation
Peace of mind between trusted fingertips
Time can’t curb this curiosity
Everything is nothing at first
Lasting appeal warrants repeated viewings
Something in the night erases all that’s black and white
Something in the night calms and ignites our souls
Something in the night makes us true
Something in the night
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When my wants have replaced my needs, reckless poetry fills my every action.
Can’t keep calm when my heart is burning up, engulfed whole.
A deep desire rising to the surface, like a volcano raging in the night.
Nothing is safe from the fire in my veins growing in your proximity.
These eyes want to watch you burn, just as I am inside.
Passion flows like gasoline, fueling movement with intensity.
It’s amazing how clearly I can see you as this heat takes over.
I’ve made it this far hoping that I could light your flame for me.
Your taste, your breath, your body and will spark wild life where once there was a quiet and civilized man.
Swept up in this moment flickering before our eyes, we’re lost in our carnal curiosity.
Lost in divine rhythm, I know you.
I want to ignite hunger in your soul.
Your every touch drenched in the kind of insatiable scorching heat that would lay waste to a lesser man.
Hesitance in ashes on the floor, leave nothing standing in our wake.
Love is relentless.
Whenever you’re close reckless poetry fills my every action.
Is it the same way for you?
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Let the sky kiss your heart and fill it with dreams…
Carry on with your precious ways
Calming the fires in my heart
The truth of your beauty blooms with each passing day
Touch my soul with your lust for life
Define your beauty beyond the colors that course through you
Red letter days have only begun to wash away the blues
Meet me in the rain
Let the sky kiss your heart and fill it with dreams
I will sing of roses
Because roses soothe the soul