Passion & 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. **