What's it like to be burned alive
By one single, perfect, flaming kiss?
Want to love with all my heart
Paired with unequaled lust, desire.
Wish for a touch that will make my blood boil;
It runs cold, slow in my veins.
Warm me, fill me, love me, destroy me;
Nothing else has to matter, nothing at all.
Who might dare to call it wrong, so sweet...
Cinnamon and spice, luscious pyre,
Waiting for me in your eager lips.