The Drums of Desire
With the molten Kisses.
When the heart becomes a battlefield of desire.
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*********Burning Maps of Passion*********
If your heart pounds fast...
Like war drums of desire
Beating fierce inside your chest...
Till even shadows start to tremble.
The day we draw close again,
That heart may drift away...
Wandering on a bed of fiery dreams.
Let me be the guardian deity...
Of that very heart.
With kisses like burning maps,
Leaving trails of love upon your skin... molten lava flowing free...
Like a hurricaneβs fierce storm...
And burning hot like molten steel.
Let it drift away in bliss...
Like a Michael Jackson melodyβ
With wild, insane love...
Seared deep within the soul, never forgotten.
Fern Foreveryoung βοΈπΉπ₯·
Soft heart. Sharp words!
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