Desire

The closeness we share is called desire, When we are together it is a fire. Without a flame, Music  just whispers your name. Diving deep in the oceans of a song, How can these emotions be so wrong? Erotic dance for another chance at romance. Sand sliding through your hand like sand in a hour glass.  Now silent under a tree your touch I do miss, As well as the heat from your kiss. Don't you need me just as much?

◄ I have done all I can

Flushed and Crushed ►

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