PASSION AND DESIRE

If passion were a flame of fire, 

That burned into my soul;

I'd be consumed by this inferno,

By you who makes me whole.

Just like the moth who can't resist,

Who's drawn into the fire;

I dance around the flickering light,

Of passion and desire.

I look so deeply in your eyes,

At the hair I long to touch; 

I hear my name come whispering,

'Cross lips I need so much.

My heart is filled with longing,

I stand too near the fire.

Again I'm drawn by the music,

Of passion and desire.

My hands reach out to touch you,

I live for one look from your eyes;

I whisper your name in the quiet times,

My love too strong to deny.

I dance to the tune of your music,

I sway in the glow of your fire.

Ever drawn into this inferno,

Of passion and desire.