Passions Vent
I can feel you undress me, with each glance you sneak. Your body wanting more than what your eyes seek. Which causes my body, to react as well, looking into your gaze, falling under your spell. Searching for something, someplace or sometime, to give into the flame without reason or rhyme. Not fearing the pain caused by the heat. But knowing the effect of when our bodies meet. When all is done, the flame finally spent, we'll go back to our lives with memories of passions vent. Written September 14th, 2001 © on Nov 11 2001 08:55 PM PST, Deborah Wolz 0 • 16
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"I can feel you undress me, ..."