SLOWLY DIE WITH YOU
COME TO ME, MY SHINING LIGHT,
CAST YOUR SPELL, OF LOVE, SO TRUE,
RELEASE YOUR DESIRES, INTO MY TRUST,
AND I WILL QUENCH, A THIRST, FOR YOU.
LETS LAY BENEATH, THE SILVER SKYS,
AND WISH UPON THIS NIGHT,
OF LOVERS COMING, TO DREAM A DREAM,
AND WORSHIP, IN SOFT MOONLIGHT.
LETS STAND, UPON THE MOUNTAINTOPS,
TO TAKE OUR PASSIONS HIGH,
FOR, BREATHE INTO, THIS MASK OF AIR,
AND TELL THE WORLD GOODBYE.
LETS RIDE, THE OCEAN WAVES, ALL DAY,
AND FEEL, THE STINGING, OF THE SAND,
LOOK INTO, LOVING EYES, AND KNOW,
THE PEACE, OF OUR PROMISED LAND.
ENGULF MY LIPS, WITH, YOUR PASSION,
A FEELING, TO NEVER, EXPIRE,
WARM THE HANDS, THAT TOUCH YOUR FLESH,
AND CATCH US BOTH ON FIRE.
I CATCH MY BREATH, ALL OVER AGAIN,
EACH TIME, MY FINGERS TRACE,
I LIE WITH YOU, IN SOLITUDE,
WRAPPED UP IN YOUR EMBRACE.
COLLAPSE WITH ME, WITH LEGS ENTWINED,
UPON CRISP SHEETS, OF BLUE,
AND I WILL CLOSE MY EYES, TO LIFE,
AND SLOWLY DIE, WITH YOU.
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