She is rocking him slowly
Taking them into a world of their own
He is pulling her closer
Like a bow on strings
makes the sweetest sound
Together
spark and breeze
Rage into fire,
rage into fire
Sweat descends in fingers
Between her shoulders
to the base of her spine
Alive stand the hairs on his skin
As he loses himself
in the depths of her eyes
Rain falls in pools
Spills into torrents
Swept into the sea
Shadows grow on the wall
As the light from the flame
Throws them to the floor
Wrapped around one another
They fall into the heart of the storm

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