passion
Embers glow brightly
Of a passion never dead
How can I breathe
When you steal my breath away?
I don't need anyone else
I just need your hand
To guide me on my way
And touch me softly
Like no one else can
Lights twinkle gaily
In the oxygen from your lips
Stars dance in the sky
Of our mingling touch
We'll light up the world
One breath at a time.
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