Passionate Sparks

Lady Fickle


Yes, my heart is open to you

Pumping boldly blood

In love with loving you

Your touch is fairest of them all


You inspire me

When I love you

I am on the wings of the wind

I am on the top of the highest mountain

Your love for me is paradise

And I love your heaven

And it is my landing pier.

And I love the touch,

The passion, the taste

The softness of your kiss

First kiss, sweet bliss

Wonder in your lips…

I have no words for it…

So I am silently sitting

And watching August pass by


And dreaming of making love with you

Somewhere in Paris

On my honeymoon.


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