The fire of red desire consumes his eyes/sometimes he would watch her until she cried/starring like a tiger in the night/ watching her shiver and quake/ the sound of his voice made her body ache/take what you want to take/ but dont treat it like a game/ be my furnace and i will jewel you wine with red flames/ your love is soft yet firm and it carry's my name/ i need it to be mine because our lives are but a single beat in the heart of time.............
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